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The Greatest Man In The World
Chapter Ten: A spark in space
Lovino groans, it's the middle of the night and he can't sleep. At all. He looks over to Antonio angrily; that idiot sure isn't having sleeping problems. Must be nice. Giving up on the possibility of sleep, he slides out of Antonio's grip and throws on a cloak, tip toeing out of the room. He heads down the empty halls until he hears something. Hiding behind a pillar, he looks out and sees Arthur, Alfred, and a small Asian boy leaving Antonio's abandoned room. He leans forward to get a better look and notices the head of Baldovino in the jar in the Asian's hands. Out of curiosity he follows them and sees them go down to the wood stoves.
"I refuse to have this nasty thing in my room." Arthur says and Alfred nods. "Toss it in, Kiku!" Kiku frowns a little. "Wont it stink up the place? I don't want to sleep in a church that smells of burning flesh." Alfred laughs and pats him on the back. "Haha! It will only stink up this room!" Kiku sighs and goes to toss it in, but the slippery head falls to the floor. "AH!" The raven haired boy gasps and Alfred twitches. "EW!" Arthur groans and pulls out his sword, jamming into the heads eye. Lovino cringes at this. "Disgusting." The Britain hisses before pushing the sword all the way through the head and going to put it in the fire. "Hey, wait!" The three look over to see Lovino come out. "What the hell are you doing here?" Arthur asks firmly and Lovino glares at him.
"Don't bitch at me! Just listen! That head is going to get Antonio into a lot of trouble when Benedetto decides to use it. Y-you need to…I don't know…make it unrecognizable!" Lovino commands and Arthur laughs. "Hah! And why should I help him?" The Italian groans and thinks for a second before smirking. "Because if you don't, I'll make sure Benedetto finds out who you are, and he'll be after you as much as he is after Antonio. And just like he did with Antonio; he'll threaten someone you know. Most likely Peter." Lovino points out and Arthur slams the head onto the ground before chopping it to bits. The blood, bones, and formaldehyde fly everywhere, making the other three hide behind a pillar.
"You've pissed off Arthur." Kiku says and Alfred laughs. "Iggy's the best when he's pissed! Angry sex is hot~!" Lovino and Kiku twitch. "We…didn't need to hear that. Pervert." The Italian mumbles before Arthur comes over. "I chopped it up, Kiku and Antonio's play thing can clean up." Lovino glares at him. "I'm not his plaything!" Arthur laughs a little. "You think what you want, but tell me; why are you threatening me and risking your life…just to save his? He has you wrapped around his finger." Lovino pales a little. "I…no…I don't…" Kiku sighs and takes the boy's hand, leading him over to the mess. "Ignore him, you got into his head so he's trying to get into yours."
Lovino nods before yawning and looking at the mess. "Should we go…?" Kiku shakes his head no. "I have to clean as ordered, you may go though." The Italian groand and stands next to him. "No, I'll help you. I was the one who wanted this mess…." Kiku looks up at him and smiles. "Thank you…um…" "Lovino, Lovino Vargas." Lovino says and Kiku nods. "Arigatou, Lovino-san." "…I don't speak Asian…" "...What?
Later:
Lovino quietly walks back into his room and goes to the bathroom to take a bath. He removes his cloak, his bloody clothes already thrown into the fire, and gets into the bath. "Out late?" Antonio asks, leaning against the doorway and smirking. "WH-WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP?" Lovino hisses and Antonio walks all the way in. "The smell of blood was so strong I was afraid you had been hurt on an 'errand'." The Spaniard says as his eyes scan the naked boy in the tub. "I guess it was not your flesh which was injured…" Antonio's brow furrows, smelling the formaldehyde. "…But a dead man's….what have you done to Baldovino's head?" He asks grimly and Lovino sighs, explaining everything to the man.
"So…you…you threatened Arthur? To help me?" Antonio asks and Lovino blushes, now changing into new night clothes. "I-is that all you got from the whole thing?" The Italian huffs and goes to say something else when Antonio pulls him into a hug from behind. "Lovi…you're so sweet. Stupid, but sweet…it's adorable. I almost fear bringing you on my ship and tainting you with the harsh reality of this world." He mutters into Lovino's shoulder, sending shivers through the boy's body. "I…th-this place is not pure either, Antonio. You know that by now! I-if I decide to go on your ship, I'm going! No matter your feelings on the matter!" Lovino says, slipping out of his grip and getting into bed. "Go to sleep now! I'm tried!" Antonio smiles a little and gets into bed next to him. "Of course, Lovi. Buenas noches." "B-buona notte…"
Next day:
Gilbert comes running to Antonio, flustered and angry. "Hm? Gil? Something wrong?" Antonio asks, putting down his guitar. "TH-THAT AMAURY MAN I AFTER MY BIRDIE!" Gilbert cries and Antonio looks at him confused. "…You have a bird?" "No, Mattie! Mattie is my birdie!" The Prussian says and Antonio laughs a little. "What a weird nickname! Anyways…what do you mean?" Gilbert grabs his hand and drags him down to the garden. "Look! Look!" He exclaims, pointing to Amaury and Matthew laughing and talking on a bench. "Well…you can't really complain. Matthew is not yours, correct? After all, you say you don't love him, so…" Antonio stops himself when he notices Gilbert running into the garden. "Well…I guess that stupid Amaury man does have some uses…away from Lovi." He says to himself before leaving.
Gilbert runs over to the laughing Amaury and Matthew. "I-I'll be borrowing him!" The albino exclaims, grabbing Matthew and dragging him away. "Huh…? The people here sure are close to each other…I guess it's good they get along so well though!" Amaury says, smiling to himself. "You could say that…" Peter says, popping up next to him from out of nowhere. "You could also say everyone here is highly possessive of at least one person in this church. Everyone." Marcello emphasizes, popping up behind the bench. "O-oh…I see…they don't share, oui?" Amaury asks and the boy's shake their heads no. "I don't either." Marcello says firmly, wrapping his arms around Peter and Amaury laughs a little as Peter groans. "I shall remember that, Marcello!"
Gilbert and Matthew:
Gilbert walks Matthew into the room before he locks the door. "G-Gil…?" Matthew looks at him confused and Gilbert back up against the wall. "Antonio is right…Matthew, there's something I need to tell you." He leans forward and whispers into the boy's ear. "Ich liebe dich." The blonde blushes and looks at him wide-eyed. "R-really…?" Matthew asks and Gilbert blushes. "Y-you know what that means? Er, I mean…yeah. I mean it. I love you. Wh-which is great for you! Having someone so awesome love you! Y-you should just love me back without even thinking about it!" He says nervously and Matthew smiles, wrapping his arms around the man's neck. "I do love you back…of course!"
Gilbert looks at him surprised before smiling and cupping his face. "Good." He whispers, leaning down and capturing Matthew's lips in a kiss. Matthew eagerly kisses back, parting his lips before Gilbert even tries for access. Not that he's complaining. Gilbert wraps his arms around Matthew's waist and pulls him onto the bed and into his lap, before unbuttoning the boy's shirt."G-Gil…" Matthew moans, rubbing up against him. "Kesesese…someone is eager." Gilbert teases, kissing up his chest to his neck. "Sh-shut up…I've waited forever for this…" Matthew whispers and Gilbert frowns against his skin. "I'm sorry…I was too concerned with such feelings being distractions and weaknesses, like Antonio does." He kisses Matthew again and smiles. "But I'd rather be distracted by you than have someone else take you."
Matthew looks at him confused. "Who else would…?" He stops and smiles a little. "You're just as bad as Antonio!" Gilbert pouts. "No I'm not! I confessed, I didn't back you up against a tree and bitch at you." Matthew laughs a little. "Ok, maybe not quite as bad." "Not as bad, pfft, I'm awesome." Gilbert says, pulling him into another kiss.
Antonio:
The Spaniard yawns, accidentally bumping into someone. "Hmm? Lo siento…" Antonio says half heartedly before seeing Bella. "Oh wait, I retract that statement." "How dare you? Pirates are such lowlifes." The brunette rolls his eyes. "You flatter me so much…" Bella suddenly blushes before glaring at him. "I'm not flattering you!" Antonio twitches a little. "Oh god, you're blushing…I'm getting out of here." He says disgusted and goes to leave, before noticing Lovino coming towards them. "Oh that's why. Thank god!" Antonio sighs in relief before twitching. "No wait, that's bad too…"
"Antonio…are you talking to yourself?" Lovino asks and Antonio notices Bella now hugging onto the Italian. "I suppose I am…" He mumbles in annoyance. "Have you seen Matthew? I've been looking everywhere and can't find him." Lovino asks annoyed and Antonio laughs a little. "Knowing Gil's hot headedness…they are probably in his room having sex! About damn time ri…?" The Spaniard trail off when he notices the murderous look in Lovino's eyes. "They are…what? IN A CHURCH?" Antonio smiles nervously. "T-taking a nap! Hey! I know something fun! Let's go see Francis!"
Lovino twitches a little. "Evidently you don't know the meaning of fun…" Antonio laughs and wraps an arm around the boy's shoulders, yanking him away from Bella. "Nonsense! Let's go!" He exclaims and drags the protesting boy away. "D-damnit! If you're going to drag me off, can't we see someone I want to see?" Lovino asks annoyed and Antonio smiles. "We have to see Francis! He's been mysteriously busy for a while! We must investigate!" The Spaniard exclaims and Lovino groans. "Do we have to?" "Of course! He's our friend!" Antonio says and the Italian fumes. "THAT FROG FACED PERVERT IS NOT MY FRIEND!" He yells and Antonio stops, his grip tightening on his shoulder. "You have been spending more time with Arthur, haven't you?" Lovino coughs awkwardly before staring at the floor. "M-maybe…he was there…when I talked with Kiku."
The Spaniard groans in distaste before noticing Francis on a balcony in the nun's area. "….Should have seen that coming." Antonio says, sighing. "Hey wait! Why the hell is he talking to Joan of all people? He'd better not mess with her!" Lovino hisses and Antonio frowns. "Why is she so important?" The teen rolls his eyes. "She's the nicest woman in the whole damned church. And why the fuck are you frowning?" "You're crsing an awful lot recently, Lovi…" Antonio says to deflect the question. As he thought, it works. "Because you keep pissing me off you bastard!" The Spaniard smiles and pokes his nose. "I love when you curse at me! It makes me feel so special…" He leans forward, whispering into the boy's ear. "To know I'm the only one who can make you act so passionately."
Lovino twitches and pushes him away, blushing furiously. "Y-you make me feel nothing but contempt! I hate you! Nothing else!" He yells, running away. "Ah, Lovi…you're almost too easy…" Antonio says, smirking to himself. After Lovino disappears Antonio looks over to Francis and Joan, frowning. "That, however, is far more difficult…" He groans. "I better not have to let a woman onto my crew! Such a bad luck charm will make us lose men…" Antonio heads up to the two of them and smiles. "Well, who is this, Francis?" Francis smiles back. "This lovely lady is Joan. She is from France as well." Joan smiles at Antonio. "It is nice to finally meet the Spaniard throwing everything into disarray. It is as if we have our own Borgia!" Antonio laughs a little. "I'd like to think I warrant more love than they did."
Joan looks behind Francis out into the corridors. "Oh you do, mon ami, from that young man right there." She says, pointing to Lovino who has returned and quickly leaves again once he sees Antonio is gone. "Ah, to have the love of that boy would make anyone the richest person alive." Antonio whispers and Francis grins. "So you are finally recognizing your feeling?" The Spaniard sighs and leans against a nearby pillar. "I know of it…but it does not bring me any joy." Joan frowns. "Why not? Surely you know of the wondrous things that come with love." Antonio looks at the ground bitterly. "I have only seen the curses that come with love. The curses a pirate of such titles as my own must suffer."
Joan looks at him confused and Francis sighs. "Give up, Joan, he's very set in this subject."
Lovino:
Lovino heads into the garden and sees Amaury. "You really like it here, don't you?" The Italian asks and Amaury smiles. "I could ask the same of you, non?" Lovino shrugs. "There isn't many places to go here without feeling bound." Amaury nods grimly. "Yes, that is why…I believe I will be leaving…." Lovino looks at him shocked. "Y-you can't!" Amaury smiles at him and takes his hand. "I will be leaving, but a dear friend of mine from Romania shall be taking my place."
A/N: Gah! Such a scattered chapter...lD I've been so busy the last two weeks! I've had to babysit more often and mom's b/f has been...pretty much computer-blocking me. Because he's...nevermind. And yeah...I'm kicking out Amaury...because...I'm obsessed with Romania. So...yeah...the stuff I had planned for Amaury will now shift over. Because that's how I rooollllll.*shot for indecisiveness*