Time went by slowly for Feliciano and Ludwig at the German's home. The two were too comfoted by sleep that they were unaware of what disturbances that were in store for them. Disturbances that the Italian had thought wouldn't have happened. He had prayed to God that his brothers didn't follw him along his way. Sadly, it looked like he wasn't on his side this time. But, what was it for? The brunette didn't understand. How could he? He was oblivious to begin with, for one. Two, he was asleep at the moment, so he could care less.

Sebastian, was walking here and there, Lovino's phone still at his ear as his older brother followed him. Kiku was still giving them directions to the Seborghini to the German's home. It was rather late, and was getting closer and closer to when the sun would ride. Tension and high concern for Feliciano ran though them as she continued to be escorted through the labyrinth of almost complete darkness by the Japanese man's voice from the small, yet powerful piece of technology in Sebastian's hand.

Unfortunately for the two, Lovino's concern for his younger brother began to increase his usually angry personality even more than usual.

"Sebastian, can you move any slower, god dammit?" he asked, obviously irritated. "We need to get to the potato bastard's place as fast as we fucking can. If we just waste time slowly easing our way over, then we won't have any fucking time to grab fratello and get the hell out of there!"

Sebastian was honestly a little surprised with his brother. Almost to the point of shuddering. The Italian was obviously tired, which enhanced his foul mouth and anger off the charts of any normal person. Well, not too much. At least his brother's mouth hadn't gotten so overboard that you couldn't understand what he was saying, due to so many curse words.

"C'mon and pick of the god damn pace, Sebastian! That god damn potato bastard could be fucking our fratello for all we know, so pick it up!" He stood corrected. He, sadly didn't really know what the definitions of some curse words were, so he was greatly confused already.

Kiku had heard the Italian's yells in anger at his brother and let out a small sigh. "Sebastian-san," he began, "could you please tell Lovino-san to calm down?" The Seborghini did just that, but it only made the Italian next to him even more angry.

"How in the hell do you expect me to calm down in a time like this, dammit!?" he yelled, his face easily showing enhanced frustration and annoyance. Without a warning, he grabbed his phone from the Seborghini and brought it to his ear. "You heard all of that, right? I'm not fucking repeating myself."

"Yes," Kiku said in a surprisingly calm tone. "You have a right to have worries for Feliciano-kun, but that doesn't mean you can start yelling at us in your foul mouth and take out your anger on us." This caused Lovino to take a deep breath, struggling to calm down.

"You have a point, Kiku," he said admittedly, almost like a sense of defeat. "I apologize for lashing out at you."

"It's alright, Lovino-kun. I understand very well," he said. "If one of my siblings, mainly Mei, were to be missing, I would be left in a panic myself."

"W-who said anything about me being concerned for Feliciano? I fucking hate him! He's always so god damn perfect while I am hardly seen!"

"But you have Spain. He has been with you since you were young, correct?" There was a long pause. "Excuse me, but we have gotten off subject. Should we head back to getting you and Sebastian-san to Ludwig-san's home?"

And with that, the Japanese male began to continue stating directions to the two brunette males. The Seborghini, at the moment, was becoming highly concerned for Feliciano. Those marks on his neck, he thought, a highly confused look coming to his face. If what was going through his head really occurred, he honestly wondered just how it could. Those types of creatures didn't exist, did they? They were only in fairy tales. With what he did know from the said fairy tales, though, how they feed on prey and the evidence of them being there was easily visible when he saw Feliciano. The position of the marks and their appearance in general made him think it was a vampire that did it. But he couldn't be sure.

No, he thought, the confused look increasing on the Seborghini's face. There is no way that is true. It-It's just some sort of coincidence. They're fake. They're just some monster created to scared little children. Or maybe it's a serial killer of sort trying to mimic the marks of a Vampire's bite. It's been seen on television shows.

Lovino, as he walked ahead, realized that Sebastian's pace was getting slower and slower. Quickly, he came to a halt, and turned around to face him. "Fratello, what's wrong?" he asked suddenly, a somewhat saddened look on his face as a concerned tone came from his voice.

"Lovino-kun, is something wrong?"

"Sebastian is acting odd," he said before the Seborghini finally came out of his senses.

"Huh..?" he said as he came to a halt near the southern Italian.

"Kiku, I might have to call you back, okay?" Lovino said to the Japanese man on the other line. "I feel like I need to talk to my brother for a while. He's making me worry about as much as I am for Feliciano right now."

"Oh. so you've been worried about fratello all this time?" Sebastian asked. "Earlier, you sounded like you could care less about him."

"O-Of course I care for him, you dumbass!" the Italian yelled to the Seborghini, Kiku hearing his yells. "Hey may drive me insane with people always saying he is perfect, but he is still my fratello, and I love him. You got a problem with that?"

"No, not at all," Sebastian and Kiku surprisingly said simultaneously. This surprised Lovino.

"W-wait. Don't tell me you heard all of that...did you?"

"I did. Every word."

Lovino let out an irritated sigh. "I'll call you back," was all he said before suddenly hanging up on Kiku, and bringing his full attention to Sebastian. Suddenly, eh let out a sigh before folding his arms, giving a serious look to his youngest brother. "Alright," he began, "just what the hell is bothering you?"

Sebastian sighed. "It's the marks on fratello's neck again, Lovino," he said. "I think they're caused by a vampiro, but they are in fairy tales, right? So-" he stopped.

"I've been thinking the same thing," Lovino suddenly said. "I've had my doubts about it too, but it's really the only thing we have right now." He sighed. "If that potato bastard really is a vampiro, then Feliciano is in grave danger, and we need to hurry before he possibly gets killed."

"But we shouldn't jump to conclusions about-"

"I don't care!" Lovino yelled. "I am far too concerned for Feliciano to care about some random phrases about we do. This is a far too serious matter for us to think about that!" He had a point there. Sebastian let out a small sigh, and so did Lovino. "I have a high feeling that the potato bastard being a-a vampiro is true. If it really is, then Feliciano is in high danger." Suddenly, he realized that his talking was just asking time. "Shit!" he yelled angrily before he quickly dialed the Japanese male's number again.

"Yes?" Kiku said on the other line.

"I'm sorry for that," Lovino said. "We're really for the remaining directions."

Hold on, Feliciano, Lovino thought, a look of desperation coming to his hazel-brown eyes. We'll save you.

At the time, Feliciano was at peace in Ludwig's bed, the muscular man beside him. The brunette's curl seemed to enhance a peaceful look on his face. He was in a greatly comforted position, and he hoped to Dio that it wouldn't end. Ludwig himself was in a rather comfortable position. Although, at times, he woke up in the middle of the night from the scent of the Italian's blood affecting him. He was wanting more of his blood, but he didn't want to hurt him. He knew that even though Feliciano could practically sleep though a tornado, h would easily wake up if he bit him.

Even so, dark thoughts were running through his mind to take the risk. Ludwig shook his head in protest. "Nein," he whispered to himself in attempt to not wake up the Italian. Unfortunately, it did.

"Hhhmm?" Feliciano let out a confused groan as his body began to stir. Slowly, his caramel, almost hazel eyes opened, revealing Ludwig sitting up next to him. "Ve," he suddenly began a bit louder than necessary, "is everything alright?"

"Huh?" Ludwig said before turning his head to the voice to see the Italian. "Oh, Feliciano," he said. "Nein, everything is fine," he lied, but tried to give a reassuring look. He really didn't want to worry the Italian in any way. It was bad enough he knew he was a vampire. He didn't want to make thins worse.

"Ve, but I told you that you can talk to me if something is bothering you, right?" Feliciano said. "Do you not trust me?"

"Of course I trust you, Feliciano," Ludwig said out of the blue. "I love you, so how can I not-" Scheiße! He had forgotten what he had said before he had fallen asleep, so he not thought he had let this slip for the first time.

Surprisingly for the German, though, a soft smile came to the Italian's face. "I love you too," he said, with brought a surprised look to Ludwig's face for a moment. Suddenly, a rather relieved sigh came from the muscular male next to him before a soft smile came to his face. Without a warning, though, he began to get closer to the Italian, one of his hands coming up to touch his cheek.

"L-Ludwig," Feliciano stuttered. "What are you-" Suddenly, he was interrupted by a cold pair of lips crashing onto his into a kiss.

Be warned, my dear readers. The next chapter will be my first written sex scene. I put in quite some detail in it...or at least tried to. My scenes since then are a lot better in terms of writing and detail, yet I still find this good for my first time of writing a sex scene. it is fairly long, though. XD