MidnightSakuraBlossom18: Funny and very, very true story for 'ya: do you want to know how I got the inspiration to write this chapter...? It was after having something of a FML kind of moment one Sunday ago. I had forgotten that I made the song Let The Bodies Hit The Floor by Drowning Pool my ringtone and had forgotten to put my phone on silent. So "LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR...! LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR! LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOOOOR...! Went off on full volume. During church. When everyone was taking a moment of silence for prayer. -.-

I do not know how that gave me the inspiration to write this chapter. Nor do I know if it's a good idea for me to take my cellphone to church ever again. *Sighs* Please enjoy the chapter anyways!

Lovino is now paranoid about what Ludwig may or may not be doing to his innocent brother. So he's being drastic and searching them down again. THAT FIEND! Attacking hormonally stressed out teenagers! D: *The author gets trampled to death for the use of an altered Spongebob quote*

Disclaimer: Hetalia and it's characters don't belong to me. They never have. They never will.

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Just One Kiss

Chapter Eight: The Big Date II

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Their first date out in public where their actions and conversations were noticed by all had just begun the moment Ludwig and Feliciano slipped into the former's car and drove away before Lovino could even notice. Ludwig honestly did not want to be reminded of the tension that was weighing on his shoulders, or the fact that fate was probably going to have some kind of annoying cockblock tonight, or the fact that Lovino was probably at the panic stage at this point in time and searching every inch and tight corner of town until they were in his sight and under his control.

Tonight, it was just going to be the two of them having a nice time, enjoying the others' company and perhaps even getting over the whole kissing milestone in their relationship. Then, then this hell would finally be over and behind them both.

It's just too bad that this was not some romance novel, this was reality. And in reality; things never really go the way that you plan, or want them to. And you cannot change whatever happens, you just gotta move on and gain back your positive outlook and attempt again. Wow, it does sound simple when put this way.

Ludwig soon realized that it wasn't simple. Very soon.

So their ride to the movies was rather uneventful, Feliciano mostly chatted endlessly about what kind of movie they were going to be viewing, and what he thought of this ambiguous relationship that his brother has with that Spanish guy whose name escaped him at the time. This was good, this was a good sign. Ludwig and Feliciano both were certain and sure that other person couldn't detect their nervousness about what would happen tonight.

Once arriving at the building in the present time, the couple exited the car and made their way inside to get their tickets. Since it was Friday night and there were quite a few new movies that just recently came out, lots of people were piling in and lines were formed at the ticket and snack counter. So, with sighs, they both got at the end of the line of about four other people and decided to wait.

Feliciano took this chance to gaze around and clear his mind. Right now, there was no need for him to worry about how well the date would go, everything will even out gradually; all he has to do is remain carefree and just assume things will be fine. He gazed around with a smile and took in the sight of the various people and decorations around them.

But then he heard some faint buzzing and quickly reached into his pocket to pull out his cellphone and look at the number flashed on the screen. His smile faltered a bit, which his boyfriend noticed easily.

"Feliciano?"

"Ve?" Feliciano looked up and met the curious, icy blue eyes of Ludwig and chose this time to blink.

"Who's calling you?" 'Hopefully, it is not Elizabeta checking up on us. Somehow, I've been getting this feeling that she and Bruder might be in cahoots...'

"Actually, it's my Fratello." Feliciano thought for a minute, and sighed somewhat afterward. "I would call him back...but he's probably really angry. Ludwig, what should I do?"

For a brief moment, the confused Italian's eyes had opened and were staring at up at Ludwig, wide with curiosity about what his response would be. It was true that if he were to call him back, there was an increasingly high chance that he would be beyond pissed off and would do his best to get the information he craved for out of his brother's mouth. And should be not answer the call, well, let's just say that Lovino would never allow the two to go out together ever again because of his drastic assumptions of them doing something wild and sexual; like going and doing bondage-type things in a bar or something like that.

"He can't keep tabs on you like this. Just don't answer Lovino. Besides..." Although a little unsure about how he would convince him, Ludwig's hand slowly extended to Feliciano's and held it. "You wanted tonight to be just the two of us, right?"

In record time, a dreamy smile curved onto Feliciano's lips and he nodded. That was enough of an answer, words didn't need to be exchanged at all.

And without second thoughts, the cellphone was set on silent and the two went back to waiting in the line, their hands being held together during this time.

It took a short while. But the two of them eventually made it up to the counter and were trying to decide which new movie that they were going to be seeing tonight. Ludwig didn't notice that there were at least four others recently released since he last checked, so him and Feliciano were equally puzzled about which to go for. One was the original they had both considered: a drama. But there were also two actions, one romantic comedy between two lesbian women (on second thought, that would be somewhat awkward for the both of them...), and a horror.

It was safe to say that the lesbian romantic comedy and the horror were fading out of the question. For Ludwig anyway. He knew the first would be awkward. And the second wouldn't really be bad for him, but Feliciano may react dramatically at the gory/creepy/satanic scenes. Nevertheless, Feliciano chirped happily that he would like to see the horror movie, claiming in his defense that he heard from Elizabeta that it was pretty good compared to others.

'Elizabeta, huh?' Ludwig sighed and glanced away from Feliciano for a brief moment. 'That explains a lot. She must have said this to Feliciano so that he would be interested and talk me into the idea. Probably so that he will be freaking out and jumping into...my arms...giving me the perfect moment to...' It all came together perfectly, he realized what Elizabeta was trying to do here. His cheeks warmed immediately at this realization, as over-used as this idea sounded at first, it did sound like it would work! The best part was that no one he knew all that well would be at the theater, and it was unlikely there would be any annoying cockblocks tonight.

He turned back to the endearingly smiling Italian at his side. And asked for reassurance, "Are you sure that you want to see a horror?"

Feliciano nodded with characteristic enthusiasm. "Don't worry, Ludwig. I'm pretty tough when it comes to these kinds of things!" Why did Ludwig find that comment awfully suspicious and not easy to believe?

Well, he couldn't possibly ignore Feli's determination to see the movie. And if he was that sure about himself, this may work out for the both of them whether he loses his courage or not during the movie. A win-win situation, in other words. Ludwig turned back to the bored female behind the corner chewing bubble gum and finally requested the tickets from her. Finally.

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And elsewhere, a very pissed Lovino parked outside of a certain annoying bastard's home. God knows he didn't want to be here, especially not after today when the guy practically came from nowhere once again and attacked him with affection that made him sick to his stomach to think about.

What choice did he have? There was no way that he, alone, could track down that potato bastard and his innocent brother. Help was needed, and Lovino really didn't have any people that he could title as friends. Antonio was...the next best thing.

He got out of the car and made his way through the yard and up to the door. Loudly and obnoxiously, he rapped against the frame to try and get the attention of the Spaniard. He was not a patient guy, and never once paused in making the loud noise.

But finally, he was greeted by the sight of Antonio rubbing his eyes sleepily as he fully opened up the door. He must have been sleeping, or at least trying to, when he had pretty much beat the crap outta the door. Lovino was distracted briefly by the fact that his hair was tousled and sticking up in various directions and he only wore a pair of crimson lounging pants. Yet, he tore his eyes away from his damn chest and met his eyes.

"FINALLY! I was beginning to think you weren't going to answer the fucking door!" Lovino snapped at him, trying so hard to ignore the fact that this shouting was forced and he could feel his cheeks and ears practically burn when his gaze fell back to his chest.

"Lovino...?" Reality overcame Antonio immediately. His eyes snapped open in surprise and it was like he suddenly got this second wind. "Lovino! You actually came to visit me!"

"I shouldn't after you and your goddamn annoying attempts to shower me with affection...so don't let this go to your head, okay?" It would appear that Antonio really didn't care about the stuff that the object of his affections was rambling about, he was too busy dreamily smiling at the fact he had actually sucked it up and dropped by. Especially at night.

"I was just about to go to sleep, however," Antonio smirked and leaned in the doorway, purposely occasionally tipping a little forward to tease the mildly sputtering Italian. "Now that you're here, there's no reason for the night to have to come to an end so soon. If you want-"

"Shut up!" Antonio blinked, seeing as though the Italian's face was now almost totally red and obviously burning intensely. He just did not understand if this was rage, or well, embarrassment. Or a nice dose of both. "This is not about me, it's about that fucking potato bastard and Feliciano out somewhere on the town together! Don't care whether you want to or not, you're helping me search for them! So...put on some damn clothes and get in the car!"

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"Ve~ this is going to be so great!" Feliciano mentioned happily, almost dreamily as he and his German boyfriend made their way over to this large counter to get some snacks and drinks. "Ludwig, do you think that I could get some candy?"

"We'll see."

"I really want some chocolate candy~ Ve~ Oh, maybe a chocolate bar!"

"I really don't think that it matters all that much."

"Oh, okay," Feliciano thought for a second and looked back up at Ludwig as they stepped into the short line at the counter. "Are you going to get anything to eat?"

'I'm so damn nervous, there's no way I would even be able to take a sip of my drink...' "No, I'm fine. I, ah, already ate a while ago anyway."

"I understand." The smile returned to Feliciano's face as he nodded. "But, Ludwig could still have some of my chocolate bar if he wants some; I don't mind sharing~!" Feliciano must not have noticed something interesting about that wording.

Ludwig on the other hand, interpreted that wording somewhat differently. Seeing this mental picture of Feli innocently eating a chocolate bar of some kind during the movie and then catching his attention and wordlessly coming closer for him to bite onto it also, they would thoroughly eat through until their lips would meet...and Jesus Christ, that sounded so cheesy that it was ridiculous! He tried to stamp out the spreading light blush in his cheeks, damn Gilbert having to get him so worked up over this whole situation!

"Ve? Is that Kiku over there?" Ludwig's train of thought was miraculously interrupted by that question by an observant Feliciano, whom was pointing a finger at a Japanese-looking teenage guy standing almost aimlessly just a little distance away from the counters.

Ludwig squinted to get a better look at the guy. And sure enough, it was Kiku. Kiku Honda was a friend of theirs, he was a pretty good guy most of the time. Only problem was that he could get awkward and shy by the slightest things that he found abnormal or unnecessary.

"I think that is Kiku."

"Let's get his attention!" Feliciano cupped his hands to his mouth and called out, before Ludwig could step in and get him to stop, "Ve~ Kiku!"

Kiku seemed to have heard Feliciano. How he couldn't have would make no sense after all, due to the fact that the beaming Italian had really raised his voice to call out to him. He turned, his brown eyes widening somewhat either in surprise from encountering his friends here like this, or because of the aftermath of Feli's voice to his eardrums.

"Feliciano? Ludwig?" Kiku blinked repeatedly and came over, just barley avoiding Feliciano's attempts to sneak a big and friendly hug. He composed himself after the dodging and sighed as he brushed back of strand of his obsidian hair. "What are you doing here?"

"I was just about to ask you the same thing." Ludwig mentioned, confused by the fact that Kiku would be out having fun tonight. He usually tended to stay home a lot more than what would be considered healthy.

"What am I doing here? Ah..." Kiku looked down at the floor, obviously becoming somewhat flustered by this sudden question. The faintest shade of pink sneaked into his cheeks during his pause. Ludwig and Feliciano both were interested, yet very puzzled expressions as they stared back at each other. "Well, I was going to see a movie with someone tonight. That's all there is to it."

"Ve~" Feliciano beamed once again and was nearly bouncing on the heels of his feet as he clung onto Ludwig's arm. "Well, we're here on a date tonight!"

Kiku nodded in understanding for a brief moment. He had been informed of their relationship a while ago, and he deep down was relieved that something finally happened between them. Words can not express how deeply annoyed he was at the fact the German and Italian had feelings for each other but wouldn't do anything to go beyond that of a friendship. Now, he was happy for them. Even if he didn't outwardly show it.

"Oh, well, I won't interrupt." Kiku mumbled a hasty goodbye and then walked away back over to the forming line at the ticket counter. Ludwig and Feliciano had glanced at each other in much confusion, wondering why he seemed to be nervous.

But then their questions were answered immediately. Once they caught sight of that Greek guy in their class, he had quickly walked up to Kiku's side and greeted him warmly, they could vaguely make out him questioning him on what movie that he wanted to see.

It would appear that Kiku had some explaining to do later on. About if that love triangle he had somehow gotten wrapped up in was officially resolved. But Ludwig and Feliciano pretended to ignore them, as this was another story for another time. (Aw.)

Trying to put the whole odd encounter with Kiku behind them, Ludwig and Feliciano went on to get prepared for the movie they were going to see. There still was a few minutes before it began, so they got their tickets in hand, bought some drinks and Feliciano got the candy that he wanted, and they went down to the correct room.

As expected; it was incredibly dim in the room. But thanks to the small little lights glowing on the steps, there was a good enough light provided to watch one's step. The two made their way through until at the very top seats. Luckily for them, there was only about one person sitting there.

Score! This meant that moves could be made, and they wouldn't have to attempt to explain anything awkwardly embarrassing to spectators that would have gotten tickets for romance movie if they wanted to see one.

'Ve~ This is going very well so far! I hope that I can do this...' Feliciano happily plopped down in the very middle seat and smiled his typical smile as he ripped open his bag of candy that he had chosen at random. Ludwig gave him a quick glance and then sat beside him, trying to relax and wait for the movie. 'Hmm, but,' His gaze became downcast as a sudden thought passed. 'I-I hope that this movie isn't too scary. Ludwig already knows that I'm such a coward, but it would be embarrassing to freak out at the slightest terrifying scene. Oh, what am I supposed to do...?'

'Ludwig, you just need to relax and realize that everything should work out. There aren't any flaws tonight, and any people that could interrupt are far away. It's just you and Feliciano.' A slight blush darted across the German's cheeks, he was more than thankful for the dim-lit room. Why couldn't he be as composed as he was outwardly when it came to this guy? 'Although a horror movie probably wasn't the best idea in hindsight. Hmm...but...if he freaks out, I could be the one to comfort him...' Ludwig's thoughts were put on a sudden halt when he felt his phone vibrating crazily in his pocket. He sighed for what might have been the thousandth time this month.

But, if he didn't answer, this person may just decide to be wicked and continue to call. Why did he have the feeling that this person calling was none other than his annoying older brother, Gilbert checking up on their evening?

Feliciano watched almost-curiously as Ludwig slipped a hand into his pants pocket and got out the cellphone. It was just as he expected, unfortunately. His eyes rolled in annoyance and he answered with a quiet, "Gilbert?"

"Have you finally made your move yet?" Ludwig honestly wanted to end the call right there and toss his phone away. But, he remained composed as his brother's obnoxious laughter faded. How this was amusing, he would never know.

"I..." Ludwig turned to Feliciano, whom was being innocently unaware of the phone conversation as he looked up at the large screen and munched on some candy. "Bruder, it's going to take some time. If you really want a status report-"

He was cut off by Gilbert making a fake scoff of shock and disbelief. "Hey, who said that I was being nosy and wanted a 'status report'? I'm just being your freaking awesome older bruder that wants to look out for you. Kesesesese!" He wasn't fooling anyone. Ludwig just knew that he was probably back at the house trying to seduce that sly Elizabeta and they were both more than likely huddled around the phone eagerly listening for any signs of action. "ANYWAY, since you're so shy about making a move with your own boyfriend, I will give you some special once-in-a-lifetime advice!"

"Gilbert, just shut up-"

"Now, this guy's pretty clueless to his surroundings...which makes it EASY for you to make a move! Once the movie begins to roll and it's totally dark, you must sneak closer to him and then be quick to slip an arm around his shoulder and pull 'em close to you. When he notices, that's when you be dominating!" Ludwig mockingly mouthed the stuff that Gilbert was rambling as he went on, wondering in the back of his head how much longer he would keep it up. "Be dominating and grab his cheeks – not THOSE cheeks...yet anyway. The face, see? Move in and crash your lips against his; apply force and don't play nice. Kesesese! Then, then you must hungrily bite at his lips and he will give in and open his mouth for you to thrust your tongue into-"

That's when Ludwig slammed the phone closed abruptly and stuffed it back in his pocket, his face practically burning with embarrassment for several different reasons. He was so glad that Feliciano -or anyone else for that matter – didn't overhear this very twisted advice that he was receiving from his obnoxious brother.

Then again, Feliciano looked rather too innocent just sitting there staring at the blank screen and munching away on his candy. Much to Ludwig's possible dismay, he realized that he could have easily overheard and yet he didn't have the heart to let that be known.

Ludwig's eyes blinked as he noticed just how focused Feliciano appeared to be at the moment. This would be a good chance at least try and make a move – even if it's subtle. He turned back and kept his gaze locked on the dark screen, carefully inching his hand forward to Feliciano's that was resting on the edge of the seat.

It didn't take long for their hands to meet and the fingers to interlock together. Feliciano had glanced downward at their hands briefly, and the tiniest knowing smile curved onto his lips. He absolutely loved it when they held hands, even if it was one of the most subtle ways to show affection. Just the feel of their fingers fitted together and their palms resting against the other. It gave this feeling of unity and comfort. All of the other people that were incoming and were going back and forth to get comfortable and get their snacks, it seemed as if they were not even here and it was just the two of them...

And then the moment was gone the minute Ludwig cursed under his breath and pulled back out his vibrating phone. Feliciano looked over in disappointment once their fingers were released, it was as if the unity was...for lack of a better word: destroyed.

"Gilbert, will you stop calling me?" Ludwig hissed into the phone, his brother on the other line was most likely grinning. He knew it. "Look, the movie is about to be starting. I don't need any distractions."

"Oh~! Distractions from what exactly...? I just wanted to be the awesome and caring big bruder that we all know I am and give you some great advice for sweeping that cute Italian right off his feet-" If it was even possible, the annoyed look on Ludwig's features increased and he ended the phone call once again, this time being sure to turn off his cellphone completely.

By the time that he was just about to make an attempt to take his boyfriend's hand, the lights suddenly dimmed totally and the opening scene was beginning to play. He was barely paying attention to the movie at the moment, just barely making out the evil shadows lurk over a night street in the middle of a thick shower of rain. His attention was focused solely on the Italian at his side.

Now, if only he could get himself together and plan. After all: not having some kind of plan was not ideal. Right? He always believed that you'd have to have some sort of strategy in life; so that things will be seen your way. However, his beliefs have been challenged ever since he met Feliciano.

Feliciano never seemed to be worried about anything. He wasn't ever prepared for anything and could care less about the consequences of an action until some later point in the future. So laid-back and fun-loving. Despite this trait being, you guessed it, irritating for the German, he still put up with it every day. It was nice to see one person that could live that way, as he couldn't possible put himself in the Italian's place and see himself as that kind of person. Let's face it: if Ludwig really was that kind of person...it would be just creepy.

Feliciano on the other hand, was totally lost in the movie. He was visibly trembling as he watched the creepy scene of these shadows sneak up on an unsuspecting minor character in the movie. Not even three seconds and he was already getting scared. But he refused to let himself get too freaked out; he didn't want to embarrass himself or Ludwig once again by his cowardly antics.

But then again, he found reassurance and comfort in the simple fact that he had Ludwig here with him to cling to just as he always had done before when scared to death by the simplest things. Even if the very creepy scene of the dark figure holding the victim from behind roughly, clasping a hand over her mouth, and raising a glinting blood-stained huge knife to her throat was getting to him, he just had to remind himself that he had a boyfriend who was more than willing to be the one that he all but flings himself at when terrified to death.

Somehow, Ludwig knew that choosing to see this movie was a bad idea. It was true that it did include it's fair share of gore and horror, he was sure that everyone else including Feliciano were either staring with rapidly enlarging eyes or holding their breaths. He wasn't the type to get scared that easily, but the German did admit that it was one of the better horror movies that he has seen.

In the several minutes the movie had been playing, Feliciano had reacted quite uncontrollably at all of the creepy, gory, and terrifying scenes. He had, at the correct times: gasped, screeched rather girlishly, covered his eyes, jumped inches in the air from his seat, and even buried his face into Ludwig's chest. He was too scared to be the least bit embarrassed over the fact everyone else could see how badly he was freaking out. Ludwig was embarrassed enough to pass for the both of them anyway, he just told himself to reveal this outwardly.

Finally, near the middle of the movie, this particularly disturbing scene came up. With the extremely dark setting and the music, combined with a pair of huge purple eyes appeared and moved in closer and closer to the chained half-naked female victim staring in sheer horror at what was going to happen next, and a blood-stained blade glinted in the darkness and was thrust forward into her face and sliced it impossibly in half with computer-generated bloodshed and vital organs...

Nearly the entire crows watching gasped while others that were less braver screamed a little. Feliciano had been one of those to scream, and he all but flung himself into a surprised Ludwig's arms and cried out some stuff in Italian as he buried his face in the crook of his boyfriend's rapidly-warming neck.

Yes, the movie was disturbing. But with the terrified Italian right now so close to him and in his arms almost bridal-style, the only thing that Ludwig was paying attention to was the ringing of his own heart in his eardrums. A deep and scorching hot blush rushing into his neck and face at realization of the situation.

It didn't help that the few people that weren't scared to death by the movie were turning to gaze at the two with questioning expressions, not sure what to make of the sight they were unintentionally giving everyone. This just made things more embarrassing.

Ludwig's attention shifted from the movie to Feliciano, whom was trembling and shielding his eyes. He was secure now in his strong hold, and to be honest, Ludwig had no idea why he was even letting him make such a scene in a public place. There were times in the past, before the upgrade of their relationship, that he would give him a look of disapproval or just call him out whenever he would do something crazy out in public and embarrass those around him. Now he just couldn't do it.

"I can't look..." Feliciano whimpered pathetically, shifting a little and covering his eyes with his hands as his head moved away from his boyfriend's neck. Ludwig hated for it to leave though, he liked his warm breath sending tingles down his spine. "Ludwig, is it all over yet?"

"You know, you'll miss plot relevant parts of the movie if you look away."

"Ve! I'll just read the review about the parts then!" Feliciano proceeded to tremble frantically and babble his prayers in Italian underneath his breath, the corners of Ludwig's lips began to twitch as he watched; but luckily he could stop himself from smiling in odd amusement.

Once the horrible, agonizing screams of the victim ended with the cruel sadistic laughter from the movie's antagonist, Feliciano's tightly screwed shut eyes relaxed like usual and he slowly and fearfully removed his hands from his them once he felt a hand brush through his hair and close to that curl...

That curl! Feliciano immediately shrieked, catching the attention of everyone in the room, and blushed so badly that it felt like his cheeks were forever scorched. This odd reaction was enough to make Ludwig stare and pull his hand away as if he touched burning flames.

"Feliciano...?"

"It's...um...I'm sorry..." Feliciano, although now getting extremely uncomfortable by the fact he had almost gotten a good grasp on the curl, laughed very nervously. That...that would have been, considering what he might do by that trigger in public, bad. Understatement, people. "I guess I never have told you about the unusual curl on my head. You almost touched it just now when you ran through my hair...it's, ah, sensitive..."

Ludwig blinked, still not really understanding what he could possibly mean. But seeing as though he was acting really nervous and on edge, then that suspicious curl must really be sensitive. "Oh, I didn't know that. I was just-"

"Ve? There's no need for Ludwig to apologize." Feliciano's lips curved into a smile as he looked up and met those icy blue eyes fixated on him. He then suddenly realized that he was still in his arms, being held in the same manner as a woman whom had just gotten married and her husband was whisking her away. There was no telling how awkward this must be for Ludwig, he realized.

The two locked eyes for several seconds, the movie still going on un-noticed by them. Through the darkness, the two blushed quite vividly as the moment got to them. They were so intimately close...so close together...

'Feliciano...is this the right moment?'

'Veeeee~ Ludwig...'

Locking eyes, the beats of their hearts began to pick up. It just felt so right and ready. Now was the time to close this distance between them and finally make contact. They both knew this and closed their eyes as they leaned in.

Yes...

Almost there...

Lips are just about to touch...

"FELICIANO! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT GODDAMN POTATO-LOVING BASTARD...!" Feliciano and Ludwig's eyes snapped open immediately and they pulled away in their shock by the sudden yelling. (FUUUUUU-)

Everyone else in the theater immediately turned their attention away from the epic horror going on in front of them to turn and stare at Ludwig, Feliciano, and a very enraged Lovino that was panting on his own air he was breathing as he made his way up the stairs to them.

And then, following Lovino, was Antonio. Whom made it over to them about five seconds later not quite as out of breath, but laughing nervously as he insisted to a glaring Ludwig that he was only here because he couldn't say no to Lovi when he was pissed.

"Did you really think that you could sneak out without me knowing where the hell you were going? Did you?" Lovino crossed his arms over his chest as he glared and went on to rant, Feliciano's facial expression fell as he slipped out from Ludwig's arms and returned back to his seat. "You know that I hate this bastard, and for some goddamn reason you insist on being around him anyway!"

"Why are you so controlling?" Antonio interjected, curiously blinking and leaning forward expectantly.

"Yes, I'm sure we would all like to know that answer." Ludwig mentioned, Antonio flashed him a smile afterward seeing as though he just made a true point.

One teenage guy in the audience, whom had brownish, blondish hair and deep blue eyes turned and gave the blond-haired and green-eyed guy next to him a nudge with his elbow. "This is better than the movie, huh Arthur?"

The four all turned to give 'Arthur' and the other guy blank looks, as they weren't too far away from them. But once again, they returned back to whatever scene they were making for everyone to view.

"I...I have to be controlling." Lovino spat, pouting as he glared down at the floor. "Feliciano's so fucking stupid that he needs someone to keep 'em in line. I don't care about watching him closely, but he's my Fratello and we live together, so what else am I supposed to do?"

There was silence for a long time. Until a huge smile broke out on Antonio's face and he came up from behind a shocked Lovino and hugged him tightly. "Aw~! Lovino, you really do care~! You're on a roll, reveal how you feel deep down about me now!"

"I-I-I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT ANYTHING! GET THE HELL OFF ME BEFORE I PUNCH YOU IN THE STOMACH!"

Ludwig and Feliciano just arose from their seats, all while exchanging varying expressions. They really didn't know what the hell to make of this scene before them: Antonio cooing and laughing and hugging a struggling and tsundere Lovino whom was yelling and screaming profanities in protest.

How nobody had decided to be bold and kick them out for causing such an intense disturbance, we will never know. But it might have something to do with the fact the security here sucks.

Still...thank God for Antonio and his infatuation with Lovino. He always seems to enter the scene at the most random and awkward times, effectively distracting him and giving Ludwig and Feliciano a chance to escape undetected. Oh well, at least there was someone in this world that loved Feli's tsundere brother...

Before the couple could escape, Lovino suddenly forcefully shoved Antonio away with a surge of rare energy. His face bright red with the usual mixture of burning rage and mortification that he dealt with every day when Antonio would mess with him. Remembering the situation, he folded his arms and glared daggers at Feliciano. "Forget everything that you just saw. Now then," He rushed forward and roughly clasped onto his younger brother's arm. Feliciano couldn't even protest as he was pulled forward at his side. "We're going home right now."

"But...but Fratello..." Feliciano tried to protest, looking rather saddened as he met the flaring eyes of his brother. He didn't have the courage to go on and try to reason with him, as it would be utterly useless at this point.

"I think you're being too hard on him, Lovino." Ludwig spoke up, taking a step forward. This made Lovino's narrowed angry eyes widen for a short time, but he continued to scowl as he continued. "I wasn't going to do anything harmful to him, this was the first time we would be going out on a date in public and I could sense that he really had sky-high hopes for the evening." Feliciano's smile returned momentarily as he met the softening eyes of Ludwig.

Unfortunately, Lovino was nowhere near giving up and leaving the two alone. He was silent for a long time though, and eventually turned away from them and glared at absolutely nothing in particular. "Yeah, I knew that too. And that's exactly why I had to interfere, dammit..."

"Hey, listen to me," Ludwig sighed and crossed his arms, looking away from the staring Italian brothers and the somewhat forgotten Antonio. The same telltale blush that rushed to his face whenever he shared a moment with Feli returned in record time again. "I don't know why you despise me, I don't know why you want to keep Feliciano away, or the reason why you seem bent on ruining our relationship...but...you have to reconsider this."

"Why the hell should I?" Lovino spat, walking forward, near tossing Feliciano aside into Antonio. Even if he was somewhat intimidated by the fact this guy looked so stoic and unwavering, not to mention towering over him, he swallowed inwardly and came forward and looked up in his eyes. "My motives and reasons happen to be personal, 'kay? You don't need to know anything, bastard!"

"I never asked-"

"Humph, I don't give a flying fuck about what you have to say." Lovino turned to see Feliciano staring with widened eyes and trembling as he clung to Antonio, whom was wearing a disapproving expression. "Release Antonio, Feliciano. We're going home. You can forget about ever seeing this bastard again!"

Ludwig, Antonio, and Feliciano all stared in shock with what he just declared. Seeing as though Lovino could be rash and impulsive when pissed, they weren't sure if he meant every word or not. But given the wicked expression he was giving them all, he must have been serious.

And just as he said he would do, Lovino growled an order to come with him and clasped his brother's arm. The two didn't really have much of a choice, as they knew exactly how the tsundere Italian was when fully enraged.

Not believing what the hell had just happened in only a few minutes, Ludwig stood there near rooted to the spot. He couldn't believe that Lovino had really gone this far. Seriously? Forbidding his brother to not date a certain person just because of his own 'personal' reasons? That was just screwed up. Utterly screwed up.

It wasn't like he disliked Lovino, he tolerated him and his hatred and attempts to get him out of his life. Now that he's done this, he still wasn't sure whether to blame him or not.

The one thing that really hit Ludwig like a train wreck and made him almost feel sick was when Feliciano sadly turned his head to look at him, giving his once-boyfriend a look of absolute melancholy; complete with his eyes actually open for once and the tears bursting like a dam and beginning to trail down.

Honestly, Ludwig wasn't sure what was worse: the fact that he just lost Feliciano or that the aforementioned Italian was most likely crushed. But judging by the way there was this odd pang coming from his chest...

Apparently, it was from the both of those two facts.

The End...

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...Psyche! To Be Continued

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MidnightSakuraBlossom18: So yeah, I don't understand how that tiny FML moment inspired me to write this chapter when it is clearly not relevant to each other at all. And you WOULD THINK the damn lazy security would have had to come in and break up the disturbance the four was causing, right? =.=

Despite the little teasing at the end, the story isn't over yet! I just wanted to see if anyone would take that seriously. Do you really think that me of all fanfiction writers would destroy Ludwig and Feliciano's relationship and then END the story right then and there? *Un-amused face* I wouldn't dare. *Is a major GerIta supporter*

I wasn't trying to make Lovino the bad guy here, but the way I see it is that he would actually do something this drastic and totally unfair. But he does have a heart too, he just can't accept that and must be an ass. Maybe Antonio can change his mind. I bet he will, but we shall see what happens. *Is also a major Spamano supporter*

Now what will Ludwig do...? :O will he defy Lovino and get Feliciano back, or will he just accept things and live in despair? I don't know about you readers, but I feel that it will be highly interested from here on...

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