GAAAAH. I AM SO SORRY.

Anyway, once again, I'm sorry it took so long (though a lot of you probably just forgot about this story -_-') if this chapters bad...sorry I had the worst writers block I've ever had...

I will never own hetalia.

Enjoy~


"Stare al securo, Lovi..."

"Stare al securo, Lovi..."

"Stare al securo, Lovi..."

Why was that the only thought he could think of?

It was so loud and prominent...though it wasn't really much to say. His heart cried these words to him in his dreams. Was this a memory?

Though this rang through his head so many times, this request was only answered once.

"Yeah, Whatever."


If Feliciano had trouble sleeping during the past week or so, he sure wasn't having any trouble sleeping now...I heard soft "Ve~" noises coming from him. Was that how he normally slept?

He was really warm next to me, and his presence was slightly...comforting. I gently stroked Feli's hair. He was such a sound sleeper.

Drowsiness began to come back over me and I was about to stop stroking my baby brother's hair when I thought of something really odd.

I scrunched my face up a little and realized that I felt Feliciano get hurt. That...that was weird. I hadn't felt any pain from him in...years. Maybe even decades. Not any pain until his accident. I couldn't fathom why it just suddenly popped up.

Then I realized what a stupid idiot I was. I felt that bomb the MOMENT it went off. I felt it through Feli...but I ignored it. Dammit, I was an idiot! How could I...

I clenched my fist and turned back over. I ignored the nagging in my head telling me something was off and tried to drift off to sleep...


The next morning, I was awoken by the doorbell ringing.

I didn't like getting this wake up call, that's for sure. It wasn't even 8:00 yet!

Feli slowly began to stir beside me. "Who's that Lovi?" he asked in a half-awake state.

I stood up from the bed and answered "I don't know yet, Feliciano..." I stomped down the stairs and to the front door. I opened it hoping I could just say, "We don't want anything, go away." Then they'd just go away.

Unfortunately, it couldn't be that easy. Of all people to show up at our doorstep at 7:45 in the morning, it had to be potato bastard. "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked him, very pissed at the moment.

"You've been ignoring all of my calls to check in on Italy."

"Oh really? I haven't noticed..." I said as sarcastically as possible. (I was trying to send him hate waves so maybe then he'd drop over dead)

He heaved out a sigh and asked to come in. "Why should I let a bastard like you in...?"

He was beginning to answer my question, when I heard a voice come from behind me. "Ve...Ludwig?"

"Italy? May I come in?"

Why, that damn bastard...

"Of course!" My younger brother replied.

I groaned and moved aside...sort of...

"Romano, you're blocking the doorway."

I looked at the doorway which I was leaning on. "I don't know what you're talking about macho potato..."

"Lovi...let him through... He just wants to talk! Besides, he's my friend right?"

I turned around to face my brother, but that moved me out of the doorway, which let Potato Breath come in...

The blonde man was suddenly in front of me, with his back to me. He was asking my brother if he was alright, which my brother answered that he was perfectly fine.

"OH! Ludwig! I want to show you something!"

With not a second glance at me, he dashed up the stairs to show Potato Breath whatever it was he wanted to show them. I started to follow the two of them up the stairs, when I suddenly heard Feliciano call down the stairs, "Please don't come up the stairs, Lovi!"

"Like hell I wont!" I shouted back to my brother.

"Please don't Lovi! It's a secret and I can't tell you about it!"

This REALLY pissed me off and I could feel my cheeks begin to burn a little bit from the thought that there was some "secret" that stupid Potato Bastard could know that I couldn't.

I said in the heat of my anger, "FINE! LET HIM FUCKING RAPE YOU! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!"

Silence followed.

I plopped down on the couch in our living room and turned on the TV. There was nothing good on. Some crappy drama, some news...that's about it. GOD I WAS PISSED... However, even with the TV going, I still couldn't get the fact that they were upstairs...together.

This thought repulsed me and I quickly jumped up off the couch. I went up the stairs and to Feliciano's bedroom. I was about to barge in, when I looked and saw the door was cracked.

"Fel-" I began.

But then I saw what they were doing...They were sitting on Feliciano's bed...and their lips were locked in a kiss...

Most days I would barge in and tell Potato Breath to get off my brother. But today...I couldn't move...I couldn't do anything...just stand and stare in shock as they moved apart and looked down blushing.

I backed away quietly from the door so they wouldn't notice my presence. Why wasn't I acting like myself?

The world was spinning and I felt like I was about to puke. Why was I feeling like this?

I staggered down the hallway to my room, and as I did, everything moved in slow motion and nothing made noise.

Before I knew it, I closed my bedroom door and just stood behind it. I was shaking and as I looked at myself in the mirror, my usual olive complexion was very pale.

And then the shock faded away...and I fell to the floor against the wall in sobs.

Why am I reacting this way?


And that's it...sorry it's short. You all really deserve more than that. :((( I'm still very sorry if I disappointed anybody. Thank you for reading! (and I you have any questions, don't be afraid to ask me!) AND I PROMISE THE NEXT ONE WILL COME OUT SOONER!

~TTL