Russian mafia needs to be included too. In this mafia there's only the boss, no capo's just because Ivan.
Lovino woke up the next morning feeling really rested and relaxed. It really was different to sleep in a luxury bed with heavenly soft pillows from what he was usually used to. To be totally honest Antonio had hard time to even get him out of bed. He became lazy when he felt comfortable. And even Antonio felt like getting up was hard because of the amazing softness of bed.
After the Italian finally got up from the bed, the foreigners headed to downstairs to have breakfast in a giant dining hall. All the Kohler Family members were already sitting around the table, getting as much food on their plates as possible. This was quite unusual thing to see for the southern people so they just stared in confusion for a while. Gladly one of the five around the table noticed this.
"Anteeksi! I'll get you some food, do not worry!" Tino yelled and stood up quickly but he was almost immediately stopped by Berwarld. The Swedish man gave the two foreigners his usual glare which could set shivers down anyone's spine if they didn't know him at all. That was one of the reasons the Finn or anyone else from the family wasn't scared of that stare.
"God morgon." Berwarld said to the two with his low voice. This was the first time the two southern people heard him speaking and it got both of them slightly off guard because it was a bit unexpected. But for their luck the Dane let out a loud laugh out of nowhere which helped the mood to return neutral.
Mathias looked at the two very shocked people and shook his head. "Ya aren't like this normally? Like havin' this much food 'n all?" He asked, sounding obviously surprised like it was something rare. "Of course they aren't, they aren't thought as businessmen in their country. They don't have luxury." Lukas said and gave a cold glare at the Dane.
Lovino felt an urge to punch the Norwegian for his comment about their life. He clenched his hand into a fist but before he could start yelling, a warm hand was put over his mouth. "Si, we aren't used to things like this so could you please prepare us something or so?" Antonio's soft voice spoke out. Lovino shoved his hand away from his mouth and just huffed with slight eyeroll.
The Finnish man let out many apologies, half in Finnish and half in English. Then he ran off to get them plates and such, Berwarld of course following him and helping him if needed. "Is that tall bastard his bodyguard or something?" Lovino asked out loud and soon heard Mathias snorting. "Nej, but he does protect Tino whenever he feels like he needs it. Sometimes it's unnecessary but Tino just lets it be." Mathias explained as Lukas went over to Emil who had stayed silent the whole time just so he could pinch the younger's cheeks.
Lovino raised his brow then, without even thinking what he was doing, looked at Antonio, who just tilted his head in confusion. The Italian quickly turned away in panic so their eyes didn't meet, which made the Spaniard even more confused. The younger foreigner walked off with awkward movements to look at the decorations. The Dane and the NOrwegian watched the Italian in amusement.
Tino came soon with some Italian dishes and apologized many times for being too slow. Berwarld watched from few steps away and glared at the Spaniard like he was saying: 'You better forgive him'. Antonio wished that he could escape that scary look but he just nodded at Tino with a quiet 'gracias'.
Lovino was soon enough busy with getting the food inside of his mouth but then he looked over at Antonio and looked at him angrily without any reason as he slipped a fork full of pasta into his mouth. His glare was ignored by Antonio who was more into talking to Mathias. The Italian felt a bit annoyed by this and he pouted. But why was he annoyed in the first place? It was just the stupid Spaniard who had been around him just about two weeks. The shorter brunette growled to himself and continued eating trying to ignore all the complicated thoughts.
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Mathias looked up and down the giant silver-coloured door and he freed a very loud laugh into the cold winter air. "It really has been a while! I don't remember them havin' something like this." The Dane turned to the others and noticed how most of them looked a bit uneasy. "What's up?" He tilted his head and looked very clueless. "This was supposed to be a surprise attack! You stupid Dane!" Lukas whispered furiously and yanked on Mathias' collar causing him to choke a bit.
Lovino thought that soon enough Tino would stop their fight but for his, and Antonio's, surprise it never happened. They turned back to the Finn but seemed to quickly look away. Tino's aura was darker than the one Berwarld seemed to be surrounded with. The Swedish man seemed to be a bit afraid of Tino too.
"Let me at him." Tino had a soft tone but it was different from usual. It was full of hate and murderous aura. Antonio wanted to ask why was he like this but he noticed that even Lukas and Mathias had stopped fighting. Mathias, of course being clueless, just looked over at Tino with innocently curious eyes while Lukas tried to come up with a plan to wake the Finn from this weird trance-like situation.
Suddenly there was a loud creak and the giant silver door started opening painfully slowly. Everyone outside turned to look and saw that there was no one to open it or welcome them. That was the moment Antonio noticed there were no people in the town streets to even speak of. It was as if they were too scared to come outside but few were curious enough to peek from the windows of their houses.
Lovino seemed to notice this too and he turned angrily at the door cursing in Italian under his breath. He shot a cold glare at the darkness on the other side of the door. "Bastard! Come outside to meet your guests! You fucking asshole!" The Italian yelled loudly and started cursing out loud in Italian nonstop. Antonio yelped and wrapped his arms around the angry male, slipping his hand on the other's mouth to shut him up. For a moment the younger brunette struggled but gave up soon enough.
Suddenly a foot with a black winter boot on appeared from the darkness. Then appeared another foot with the same boot on. Then someone with gray-ish hair bowed down and stepped outside. He lifted his head revealing his innocent but off-setting smile. He had clear purple eyes that stared down at the people at the door. The shape of hs head made him look childish. "That is quite cruel, da?" His voice sounded so innocent but his aura said something different, also his Russian accent made it even scarier. It was so imitating that even the usually clueless Mathias looked to be affected by it but soon he just laughed out loud. Seemed like he didn't really notice that scary aura after all.
Lukas stepped back and set in a pose to be ready to protect Emil who had just been looking uninterested until this moment. Now he was ready to call his puffin, who they had put in charge of the strongest handgun. Tino looked at the tall Russian man who seemed to recognize the Finnish man. Berwarld seemed to notice this which caused him to step in between of the two to protect Tino.
The Russian man smiled looking positively surprised and pushed Mathias, who was about to say something, away to walk closer to the others. Of course he just coldly walked past Emil and Lukas. He stopped in front of Antonio, who was still holding Lovino in place with all his might since the younger male had once again started struggling. Lovino felt his cheeks heat up slightly from anger and he fought his way to freedom from Antonio's arms.
"Who are you?" The Russian asked as he looked down at the short Italian. Lovino's scream could be seen on his face but he held his fear and glared at those violet eyes. "Name isn't important! You damn bastard are just going to listen what I have to say!" The short brunette almost screamed his sentence out as he wiped the corners of his own mouth. Antonio pulled Lovino back without even really thinking and stepped before the tall male. Lovino looked surprised and he wasn't the only one.
Antonio smiled and tried to look as careless as he could. "We have something to talk to you about. It would be nice if we could come inside." He tried to seem as carefree as he could, and to be totally honest, in Lovino's opinion it seemed really convincing. It somewhat made his heart skip a beat and that made him feel annoyed at himself and at his heart.
The Russian turned around and smiled widely. "Da. It was rude of me to not invite you in. Everyone can come inside now." He hummed then as everyone started walking after him, he quickly turned around. "The name is Ivan if you didn't know. So now you can tell me your names. That way we can be friends, ufu~" The Russian man tilted his head and giggled childishly. That was the moment everyone's heart froze but they still went in through the giant door.
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After the visitors had introduced themselves, Ivan showed his guests the living room and made them sit down on the cough which was made of some kind of fur. Then he called some others to the room, people that were part of the Braginsky Family. Soon there were many new people in the room. Ivan started happily that they should introduce themselves but it sounded more like an order.
A tall-ish man with brown hair stepped forward and smiled. "I'm Toris. It is a pleasure to meet people from other strong mafia." His voice sounded soft and kind but his voice cracked at the end of the sentence. It was given as the tall Russian was staring at him without really blinking. Toris reached for his half short hair and moved it around to tie it up into a ponytail as he stepped back to let others to introduce themselves.
Next a small male with dark blond hair stepped forward with his body slightly shaking. He looked up and smiled with kindness ecen though he was obviously scared. "I'm Raivis. It's an honour to meet such strong people like the boss of Italian mafia." He said with a slightly higher voice than normal. He wasn't that old after all. After him came a blond man with glasses on who introduced himself as Eduard. Tino seemed to know him better than the others which made Berwarld glare at the Estonian man.
"Are you, like, forgetting me? That is totally not okay!" A sudden voice with a weird tone to it cut the air like it owned it. A man with blond hair with no bangs stepped forward into the room. He posed like some model would and everyone heard Toris let out a heavy sigh. "I'm, like, Felix. But you can totally call Fel or, like, something else." He said keeping up the same tone like before. Everyone seemed to tilt their heads in confusion but no one asked about it.
"Ivan, I heard we have visitors so I came to meet them~" A woman's voice echoed and a woman with short gray-ish hair stepped into the room. She had big boobs that seemed to move with her every step. Antonio and Lovino froze up but soon they were woken back to reality by a new female voice. "Big brother, I did the work you gave me!" A girl with long gray hair came to the room after the other woman. She was quite the beauty.
Ivan turned to the visitors and for the first time looked a bit troubled. "The older one is my big sister -like person, Irunya. And the other one is Natalia, she is like a little sister to me." The Russian man explained sighing quietly. Irunya smiled kindly and greeted every visitor one by one but Natalia just glared at them. "Come to brother's mafia…" She growled at the guests who seemed to be surprised by the way she acted. Ivan started apologizing for her.
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After the commotion was over Lovino had, with Mathias' help, explained the situation to Ivan and his subordinates. Ivan looked to be thinking it deeply but he didn't seem that against the thought. Then he opened his mouth smiling that unsettling smile. "I'll agree if Yao agrees to meet me and work with me, ufu~" He said giggling to himself. "I and him could manage the asian side of the INP if you others handle the European side. America isn't a problem since that place fell into ruins a long time ago."
The last comment made anyone shiver. The whole America as a continent, the South-America and North-America, had all been destroyed many years ago. Many people had died in the war that happened there between the world's most powerful mafia and the society. That war destroyed everything and was the reason INP started widening to Europe and Asia. The mafias in those continents had always been free to do what they wanted since normal police couldn't stop them. But then INP came 20 years ago and started to take mafias down one by one in Europe and later on moved to Asia. Every person ever to be in mafia hated that time.
"We'll do just that, 'ight?" MAthias said after waking up from the trance that the memory of America had caused. Lovino woke up too and he nodded despite looking a bit worried. "Then the rest is up to Feliciano, I'll message him immediately." The Italian stated as he stood up. Soon he was off to another room. But he wasn't alone since Antonio followed him by instinct. Antonio didn't really understand how the America thing had gotten everyone seem so sentiment. It was hard for him to understand it since he had been on the side of the society till now.
The Spaniard was confused as he stopped to look Lovino from a bit further away so their distance wasn't too small but small enough so Antonio could immediately run to Lovino if anything happened. But what he saw next made him almost feel like he had always been on the right side in the fight.
Lovino's eyes in tears. His full face almost screamed for the suffering he felt. He held his hand on his mouth so he wouldn't start sobbing. He was standing in place looking up at the ceiling with eyes filled with pain. Antonio felt his heart stop at this sight. He felt how his heart fought his reason. His heart told him to go hug Lovino and reassure that everything was alright while his reason reminded him that he was on the side of the law.
The Italian furiously wiped his tears and searched his phone from his pocket. He cleared his throat to hide the fact that he was hurting. He called Feliciano and ordered him to get Yao to agree to meet Ivan or everything would fall apart. Then the call stopped and Lovino stood alone fighting back all the painful memories. He hadn't seemed to notice Antonio since he was hiding behind a pillar.
