Before you come at me with pitchforks and knives...read this chapter.

Notes:

Amante: Lover

Oh mio Dio: Oh my God

Fuori dai piedi: Out of the way!

Boraccho: Drunk

creo que te quiero: I think i love you

Greece is sex= Text Message/ Talking in a different language

"Denmark, have my babies" = Dialogue

'Lithuania...' = Thoughts

"You look fine."

"I feel like I'm underdressed."

"You're wearing clothes though."

"Yes but…are you sure this is okay?"

Antonio groaned and just shook his head at the scene before him. Ludwig was currently taking a very long time to get ready for his 'date' with Feliciano and Antonio was getting impatient. Antonio had insisted Ludwig left his hair down and not gelled back like normal. It somehow made Ludwig feel a bit uncomfortable and like he just rolled out of bed. Antonio yawned as he checked his watch and exclaimed," Oh shit. We're supposed to be there by 3:00 and its 2:55!"

"Ludwig, hurry up por favor I'll start the car!" Antonio then dashed out of the apartment while of course grabbing the essentials; wallet, phone, and keys. Ludwig looked up to the mirror in the bathroom and once again ran his fingers through his blonde hair. He knew that his hair was not what was freaking him out to maximum levels, but the fact that he was going on a date with him. And that person happens to be Feliciano Vargas, supermodel extraordinaire.

Ludwig quickly splashed some water from the sink on his face. It was refreshing and felt good since it was a rather warm day in Rome. Ludwig exited the bathroom and grabbed his wallet before leaving Antonio's apartment. His heart was beating erratically and felt like an idiot because it was just a fake date. It wasn't even real and yet Ludwig couldn't help feel like the world was going to end that very night. He knew Antonio and Feliciano's brother Lovino would be watching so he shouldn't feel too stressed…right?

Ludwig swiftly got into the passenger seat of Antonio's car and Antonio immediately zoomed off. He glanced over at Antonio and noticed that he too was probably nervous as hell. But even Ludwig knew that Antonio can cover up his anxiety with charm any day. Ludwig sat back in his seat and began contemplating the many things which could go wrong that night.

Antonio looked over to Ludwig and saw how stressed his friend looked.

'Maybe Ludwig really does like Feliciano…or maybe he is weirded out that he has to go on a 'date' with a guy…because he's straight…yeah that's probably it.' Antonio impatiently began tapping his fingers on the steering wheel and began going over 'The Plan'.

'The Plan' consisted of Antonio's strategic decisions of where Feliciano and Ludwig would go on their date to coincide with where Lovino and he would go. Antonio felt very proud of his plan and even quizzed both Ludwig and Feliciano on it.

'Nothing is going to go wrong…right?'

Lovino had a bad feeling about all of this.

He had been staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror for about half an hour already. It's not like he is conceited or anything, he just didn't feel…right. He would look himself up and down and still not like what he'd see. He'd part his hair different ways and then flip it back angrily. He'd double maybe even triple checked his teeth. He'd also looked over his skin for any noticeable blemishes and there were none. He turned around and although he won't admit to it, he checked out his ass. God, he felt so fat. Maybe it was just one of those things models always tend to worry about.

Weight.

He'd never admit it but sometimes he felt like he just wasn't good enough. Sure, people hear about female models that are way too skinny and probably anorexic. But did you ever hear about males with anorexia? No, not so much. Lovino felt like an idiot for even thinking he was fat when he clearly wasn't. But sometimes he just felt so…ugly. He was always compared to Feliciano because of their similar looks and hated it. He always knew Feliciano would win against him in most everything, including looks. Lovino quickly splashed his face with water and sighed.

Then out of nowhere Feliciano bounced into the bathroom with way too much energy and smiled cutely at his big brother. "Fratello! You look so pretty!"

Lovino whipped around to face Feliciano and yelled," What the hell? Guys aren't supposed to look pretty dumbass! They're supposed to look manly and rugged…you understand?"

Feliciano jutted out his lips and began to tap his forefinger on them while in deep thought. "But fratello…you're neither rugged nor manly! So you must be pretty!"

Feliciano kept on smiling until he noticed the menacing aura coming from his brother. Lovino clenched his fists and whipped around to strangle Feliciano when he all of sudden stopped in mid-strangle and his jaw dropped wide open. Lovino looked his brother up and down and could only imagine the creeps who would pursue his brother while wearing such a thing. Feliciano was wearing a navy blue button up shirt. It was tight and accented his slim torso. On the lower half of his body he wore tight grey pants paired with simple black dress shoes, all designer of course. His hair had been styled just the way he likes it with the exception of that one unruly curl. The clothes were not too tight where it was gross but more like form fitting. All in all, Feliciano looked very attractive and Lovino could not let his precious brother leave the hotel room in such a state. Just think of all the perverts who would latch onto his brother! And that potato bastard would probably try to do lewd and lecherous things to him also!

"Feliciano, what in the hell would possess you to wear such clothes!" Lovino shouted gesturing towards Feliciano's outfit.

Feliciano looked down at his clothes thinking that maybe his brother had seen a hidden stain somewhere he hadn't. He ran his hands over the material and looked at his brother confusedly. "What's wrong with them?"

"Ha!" Lovino laughed sarcastically. "Your outfit will give people the wrong idea! You look like you just stepped out of a Marc Jacobs ad, which will no doubt cause attention! And, those jeans are way too tight. I mean, they leave nothing to the imagination!"

Lovino almost smirked at the realization on Feliciano's face until Feliciano began to giggle. Lovino looked dumbstruck and asked," W-What the hell is so funny?"

"Why fratello, you're wearing the same pants as I am!" Feliciano said, giggling more profusely now.

Lovino opened his mouth to retort but only to immediately shut it close when it dawned on him that he was, in fact, wearing the same pants as his brother. The only difference in their appearance was that Lovino was wearing a loose white V-neck t-shirt instead of a button up like Feliciano. Lovino could feel his face turning red in embarrassment and quickly look away toward the mirror. Feliciano, who was still giggling, walked over to Lovino and laid his head onto Lovino's shoulder. He smiled and softly said," Fratello, you don't need to worry so much about how you look. "

Lovino scoffed and nudged Feliciano off his shoulder. He began walking toward the door while calling out," Come on, let's get this over with."

Feliciano sighed as he followed Lovino out the door. He knew his brother had been acting strangely for quite some time now. He also figured that it was probably his fault too and that they were in Rome, one of Lovino's most hated places to go.

Feliciano grabbed his cell phone of his bed and saw that he had a new text message from Antonio. Feliciano quickly responded before he heard Lovino yell," Hurry up! You'll be late for your date."

Feliciano looked at the text once more which read:

Hey! I've got the whole day planned out perfectly! I can't wait! :)

Feliciano grinned at Antonio's childish attitude which shone even through his text messages. He really hoped that somehow Antonio could rub off his playfulness onto Lovino.

He ran out the door and barely made it to the elevator in time. Lovino noticed the knowing grin on Feliciano's face and asked," What are you so happy about?"

"Ve~~it's nothing…"

'Wow…the weather did turn out to be really nice today.' Antonio thought as he and Ludwig walked toward their destination. They were going to meet Lovino and Feliciano separately, of course. They were to meet at the Piazza Navona. It was a very popular and lively plaza chock full of interesting shops and small cafés. Antonio figured it was the perfect place to stage the dates since there were so many people there, they would look inconspicuous.

Antonio stopped in his tracks once he saw a small vending cart full of beautiful flowers. He tugged on Ludwig's sleeve to make him stop and walked over to the cart. It had roses, lilies, tulips, and many other types of flowers flowing from the cart. In front of the cart sat a man probably in his sixties smoking a cigarette. Next to him was a boy probably only fifteen years old, who was arranging a bouquet for a couple, which were idly chatting to the boy in Italian.

"Hey Ludwig, you should buy some flores for Feliciano." Antonio suggested. Ludwig looked at Antonio nervously and said," W-Why would I buy him flowers?"

"Because, we want your date to seem real right? Hmm, how about these tulips?" Antonio gestured toward the purple tulips on the cart.

Ludwig walked closer to the tulips and made an unreadable expression while scrutinizing them. "No…not tulips."

Antonio scanned his eyes through the many different types of flowers until he saw the most perfect one." Aha! How about these?"

Ludwig turned around to look at what flowers Antonio was holding and his jaw almost dropped in shock. They were roses, bright, red, and gorgeous. Antonio began waggling his eyebrows at the look on Ludwig's face. "Aye, you see something you like amigo?"

Ludwig flushed a little and mumbled," I can't buy him roses."

Antonio furrowed his eyebrows and said," Eh, why not?"

Before Ludwig could answer, the young boy who was previously arranging a bouquet interrupted them. "Ah…um…mi scusa…are you wanting to buy those roses?"

Antonio smiled at the boy's broken English and the boy looked earnestly at Ludwig and Antonio. "Ah! My friend here is going on a very romantic date with a very special person…would you recommend roses for him?"

"Well…roses to most peoples are a symbol of love. But if your amante is Italian, then roses are more of an um…common thing to receive." The boy explained, chuckling a little at the end.

"See Ludwig! Feliciano won't care if you get him roses!" Antonio shouted excitedly.

Ludwig huffed and said," Yes…but I feel like it will send the wrong message."

'Or the right one…'Ludwig thought.

"Don't worry!" Antonio turned to the boy and said," Ah…so how much for these?"

Ludwig looked away as Antonio proceeded to pay for the roses when all of a sudden a certain flower caught his eye. "Wait. I want to buy these ones." The boy and Antonio turned around to see Ludwig holding a simple white lily in his hands.

"Ehhh? What about the roses?" Antonio exclaimed.

Ludwig examined the delicate flower once more and asked the boy," I would like a bouquet of these, please."

They boy looked toward Antonio who was sulking over the fact that Ludwig hadn't gotten roses and laughed. He then proceeded to make the bouquet in expert time while watching Ludwig comfort Antonio. Once he was done he tied a simple white bow with the lace ribbon he had around the bouquet. He waved goodbye to the two men once they paid for the flowers and couldn't help but wonder who was to be on the receiving end of that beautiful bouquet.

Ludwig and Antonio walked in front of a small café which was to be the meeting point for Ludwig and Feliciano. Antonio turned around to face his friend and gave him two thumbs up as he began walking to his rendezvous point with Lovino.

Ludwig checked his watch every 30 seconds until it was 3:01. He began to stress himself out by thinking maybe something bad had happened to Feliciano and he couldn't make it or something. Or maybe he was too sick to get out of bed and dying somewhere. Out of all these horrible thoughts the worst was the most probable one too.

Maybe Feliciano didn't want to go on this date with Ludwig and here he was waiting for him like an idiot.

"Ugh…"Ludwig groaned as he made himself more anxious. He kept looking around for Feliciano and had to hide his eyes from the sun which was blindingly bright today. He scanned the crowds when all of a sudden, there he was. Feliciano wasn't that far away from him and he was talking on his cell phone.

Ludwig began walking over to him when he felt a sudden wave of déjà vu. Didn't he see this same exact situation happening in his dream he had. Oh God, what if once he goes over to Feliciano he'll just be cold and cruel like he was in his dream.

'Maybe I should just run away now. It's not too late…' Ludwig thought, nonchalantly staring at Feliciano.

Ludwig shook his head and began to march over to where Feliciano was. He felt stupid for even thinking about running away from this situation. He was Ludwig freaking Beilschimdt. He was a proud German man and he was not going to run away from any given situation. He was here in Rome on a mission and that mission was to make Feliciano Vargas fall head over heels in love with him, as he already had with the latter.

Once Ludwig was barely 3 ft. away from Feliciano he coughed a small," Ahem."

Feliciano whipped around and smiled brightly at Ludwig."Fratello, I have to go. My date's here!" Feliciano put his phone into his pocket and looked up at Ludwig with big brown gorgeous eyes and said," Hi Ludwig!"

Ludwig, who was trying to avoid eye contact with Feliciano at all costs, mumbled," Hello…Feliciano."

Feliciano giggled cutely and noticed that Ludwig was holding something behind his back. "Ludwig? What's that you're holding?"

Shit. Ludwig almost forgot about the flowers. He was kind of busy freaking out that Feliciano had actually called him 'his date'. Ludwig swiftly pulled the bouquet out from behind his back and held it out in front of him." They're for you. They're…um…lilies…I thought they…ugh….suited you…yes…that's right." Ludwig rambled as he looked for any sign of emotion in Feliciano's face.

Ludwig noted that Feliciano had blushed a little at the kind gesture and it made Ludwig's stomach do a somersault. Feliciano held the white flowers up to his face and smelled the sweet scent radiating from them. He bashfully looked up to Ludwig and gave him a smile which could stop a heart. It was an innocent, pure, and adorable smile he emitted. It went perfectly with the white lilies Ludwig had given to him. And Ludwig had known from right then that he had made the right choice.

"Thank you…they're beautiful." Feliciano said while looking at his bouquet once more.

Ludwig could feel his face turning a bit red and replied," You're welcome…I just thought that they'd be…um…necessary to make this date seem more realistic…you know to your brother."

Feliciano snapped out of the trance he was in and looked up at Ludwig with an embarrassed look upon his face. "Ah…right…of course."

Sensing a bit of an awkward moment coming on Feliciano intertwined his free arm with Ludwig's and whispered," Well, let's get this date started!"

Ludwig couldn't help but smiling as he and Feliciano walked arm in arm around the plaza. He just nodded absentmindedly as Feliciano told him about the restaurant Antonio had planned for them to eat at. He loved being this close to Feliciano and having to hear his melodious voice talk to him. He couldn't help but think how cute Feliciano was in person rather than in the mag-

"Ludwig!" Feliciano yelped, noticing how Ludwig had seemed to space out.

"A-Ah yes?" Ludwig replied, hoping Feliciano didn't think he was boring Ludwig.

"Did you hear anything I said at all?" Feliciano asked expectantly.

"Um…something about pasta?" Ludwig answered.

Feliciano's frown, which didn't look pleasant on his face at all, soon turned into a full out grin. "Wow! You really were listening Ludwig! I was talking about how the restaurant we are going to has almost every type of pasta ever! Amazing right?"

They kept on walking toward the restaurant arm in arm, not caring what other people might think of them. While walking Ludwig couldn't help but notice the way Feliciano would sometimes lean onto him and somehow it made Ludwig extremely happy. Never in a million years did Ludwig think that he'd be here in Rome with The Feliciano Vargas on a date. But don't get him wrong, he wasn't complaining or anything. No…he just couldn't help but think that somehow he could really get used to this.

"Ugh!" Lovino pouted as he experienced the pleasure of having his little brother hang up on him for that potato bastard. He shoved his phone into his pocket and looked around for Antonio.

'That bastard, he's late to our freaking date. Or…um…I mean…thing that isn't a date at all…yeah!'

Lovino decided that if Antonio wasn't going to show up in less than five minutes he was leaving. Lovino tapped his foot on the ground impatiently and glanced at his watch every few minutes. Once five minutes was up Lovino groaned in annoyance and turned around to walk back to the hotel when he bumped into a random person. "Ugh…watch where you're going!" Lovino grumbled.

"Actually, I think it'd be more fun to watch where you go mi amor." An all too familiar voice said.

Lovino looked up at the 'random' person he bumped into and realized it was Antonio, his date for the evening. Lovino scoffed and crossed his arms across his chest and mumbled," Do you enjoy making your dates wait for you when you go out?"

Antonio smirked and coolly ran his fingers through his silky hair. "I'm as they say, fashionably late."

Lovino raised an eyebrow at Antonio and rolled his eyes. "Whatever bastard."

Antonio frowned a little and slyly said," You know I'm all for pet names but maybe you could think of one cuter for me, no?"

"Ha!" Lovino laughed." The only nickname you're getting from me is bastard or asshole. Depends on how pissed I am."

Antonio frowned once again but quickly replaced it with a smirk as he walked over to Lovino and gently grabbed his chin. Lovino was about to protest until Antonio leaned in as if to kiss him but stopped right in front of his lips. Lovino stared straight at Antonio and his unreadable face. Antonio then moved to the side of Lovino's head to whisper in his ear. "Ah… that's not very fair. See, I already came up with a nickname for you…Lovi."

The hairs on Lovino's neck stood straight up after hearing Antonio whisper so sexily to him. He quickly came to his senses and pushed Antonio back, almost making him fall. "Y-You dumbass! Don't call me 'Lovi' or touch me so familiarly!" Lovino yelled, with a prominent blush on his face.

Antonio smiled at Lovino's reaction and shrugged." Well Lovi, shall we start our date? I believe I just saw your brother go into that café with Ludwig a few moments ago."

"How would you know where they were going?" Lovino asked in disbelief.

"Well you see that's why I was late to meet you. I was busy doing recon so I could report back to you once I got here." Antonio sighed as he kicked a loose rock on the ground.

Lovino was a bit taken aback." You mean you were late 'cuz you wanted to…help…me out?"

Antonio looked up from the ground and grinned at Lovino. "Precisely,"

Lovino turned around and coughed while trying to hide the blush that had appeared on his face." W-Well we better hurry up and follow them. I don't anything bad happening to my fratellino."

Antonio sighed as he followed Lovino and thought,' Maybe I do have my work cut out for me.'

"Hey Ludwig, are you really a farmer?" Feliciano asked while stirring his iced tea.

Ludwig looked at him incredulously and replied," Oh…um…yes. I farm mostly potatoes."

Feliciano rested his head on his palm and said," Hmm… I've never met a farmer before. That's…really cool!" Feliciano smiled brightly at Ludwig and Ludwig just coughed to hide his embarrassment.

"It-It's not that interesting of a job…"Ludwig answered, viciously stirring his own water glass.

Feliciano looked up from his iced tea and laughed." It may not be interesting to you, but it is to me! You see I used to live on a farm…well actually it was a vineyard."

"Wow…so you really worked in a vineyard?" Ludwig inquired.

As Feliciano tried to recall his memories he took another bite of his linguini. Ludwig followed suit as he tried not to show the utter delight he got from eating Italian food. "Well I didn't actually work at the vineyard. I was barely a few months old when we left there. Fratello remembers it really well though, even if he was only five years old." Feliciano had a dreamy look on his face as he began to swirl his iced tea once more. "Fratello is always talking about how one day we'll go back to the vineyard and run it ourselves. You see, it was my grandfather's and before him his grandfather's and so on…It's kind of stupid…"

"No! It isn't!" Ludwig exclaimed a little too loudly. Feliciano jumped in surprise and so did a few of the other patrons at the restaurant. Ludwig blushed in embarrassment and mumbled, "Sorry…"

"I just…if that's you and your brother's dream…then why not want to make it a reality?" Ludwig asked.

Feliciano looked surprised at Ludwig's question and pondered over what to say for a while. "That is some really good advice, Ludwig! Do you have any dreams like that?"

'Yes and you're one of them.'

Ludwig scratched his head nervously and said," Ah…no not any specific ones…per se."

"Hmmm..."Feliciano hummed as he finished the rest of his meal in record time. Ludwig, on the other hand, was barely finished with his risotto.

The two men spent almost two hours talking at that small café, and they both knew they'd gone over the time limit Antonio set for them with 'the plan'. Ludwig got to understand the real Feliciano and not the one he'd see in the magazines. Feliciano, on the other hand, began to feel as if this 'vacation' was already looking brighter since he'd met Ludwig. Although Feliciano may not show it, he gets very lonely sometimes. In the fashion industry, people are always going to be superficial and only want to be your friend so they can use you. Feliciano felt like Ludwig was a breath of fresh air and to be frank, it was exactly what Feliciano needed.

After eating their meal Feliciano and Ludwig decided to just walk around the plaza for just a while. Although neither of them were talking during their walk, the silence was comfortable. Words needn't be said and expressions were the ones that counted the most.

Then out of nowhere Feliciano's face lit up and he tugged on Ludwig's sleeve. "Ludwig! Have you ever seen Trevi Fountain?"

Ludwig racked his brain for any idea of what 'Trevi Fountain' was and when coming up with nothing shook his head. "No…I can't say I have."

Feliciano's jaw dropped and he exclaimed excitedly, "Oh mio Dio! I have to show you! It's not that far from here."

"Ah…um...okay." Ludwig responded to Feliciano's excitable but very cute actions.

They began walking toward a main street which was actually populated by dozens of tourist groups and such. Feliciano stopped in his tracks and contemplated over how long it would take them to get to Trevi Fountain when using the main street. "Oh! Ludwig, come on I know a shortcut!"

Without warning, Feliciano grabbed Ludwig's wrist and began running through the crowds in the plaza. Ludwig was trying to apologize to everyone he and Feliciano accidently pushed and Feliciano was just yelling, "Fuori dai piedi!"

Ludwig thought about asking several times why they were running instead of just walking there, but decided against it since he didn't know how long it'd ever be till he was this close to holding hands with Feliciano ever again. Feliciano would look back every once in a while on their crazy running adventure and grin at Ludwig. And every time he grinned it just made Ludwig fall in love with him ten times more.

They ran through many small alleyways and cobblestone streets until they finally made it to Trevi Plaza. Once they both stopped running to catch their breath Ludwig finally saw why Feliciano was so ecstatic about coming here. The Trevi fountain was simply beautiful and it left Ludwig awestruck. Feliciano giggled at the shocked expression on Ludwig's face and said, "Ludwig, let's go up to the fountain!"

Ludwig nodded absentmindedly and Feliciano led them up to the fountain. Ludwig dually noted that somehow during their running, his hand had intertwined with Feliciano's. It was kind of freaking him out at how natural their close contact seemed to be with Feliciano, but Ludwig just blamed on his heritage.

The Trevi fountain was probably the most magnificent fountain Ludwig had ever seen. There were tons of people standing around the fountain, whether taking photographs or just basking in the fountain's elegance. Feliciano led them through the crowds to right in front of the fountain. Ludwig could see people on both sides of him throwing in coins. Ludwig tapped Feliciano on the shoulder and pointed to the people who were throwing in coins as if silently saying, 'What are they doing?'

"Ah!" Feliciano stuffed his hands into his pockets only to bring out a few random coins. He showed one to Ludwig and said, "If you throw it over your left shoulder with your right hand you'll have good luck."

Ludwig proceeded to watch as Feliciano twirled around and threw the coin over his shoulder. "Now you try." He then put the coin into Ludwig's hand and stood back. Although Ludwig normally doesn't believe in luck or fate, he thought he might as well try it once.

Once he threw the coin over his shoulder Feliciano began to giggle. "W-What?" Ludwig asked, wondering if he had thrown it in wrong or something.

"No…you just looked so serious and concentrated when you threw it in! You should really try to relax a little more Ludwig." Feliciano then grabbed Ludwig's wrist again and dragged him to an empty bench which had a lovely view of the fountain.

"So," Feliciano started.

"So…?" Ludwig questioned while getting more comfortable (but not too comfortable) on the bench.

"We should play a game…like…Truth or Dare!" Feliciano announced excitedly.

Ludwig snorted a little bit and said, "Truth or Dare? Isn't that a little childish?"

Feliciano shook his head fiercely. "No way! You can always play Truth or Dare, no matter how old you are." Ludwig still was unconvinced and Feliciano decided to use another, more effective, route of persuasion. Feliciano began to pout and tried to make his eyes as cute and big as possible. "Pleeeeeaaaaassseeeee Ludwig?"

'Mein Gott, I can't take him seriously when he looks like that.'

"I-I suppose we could play for a littl-" Ludwig started.

"Yay!" Feliciano rejoiced," Okay Ludwig, you ask me first."

"Feliciano, Truth or Dare?"

"Truth!" He chirped.

The first question that popped into Ludwig's head was, " What's your favorite color?"

Feliciano sat back and thought about that one for a while before answering," Well, i have three favorite colors and those are red, green, and white!"

'Of course.' Ludwig thought while shaking his head at an oblivious Feliciano.

"Ok Ludwig…Truth or Dare?"

'Eh, why not?'

"Dare." Ludwig said confidently.

It took Feliciano only about five seconds before he came up with his dare, and oh what a dare it was. "Ok Ludwig, I dare you to kiss me."

Ludwig almost choked on his own spit and looked at Feliciano incredulously. "W-Wait you want me to… what?"

"I have a good reason though! I got a text from Antonio saying that fratello doesn't believe we're on a real date because we haven't been 'lovey dovey' enough. So I thought what better way to show it than a kiss!" Feliciano said earnestly.

"B-But we're in public-"Ludwig said.

"Ah! That doesn't matter to me!" Feliciano interjected.

'Yeah…but kind of matters to me…Shit, well I mean I guess it's a better time than any, but what if I suck at it? None of my old girlfriends ever complained but I have a feeling that this is completely different!'

Feliciano saw the look of doubt mixed with fear on Ludwig's face and tried to comfort him. "I mean, if you're that embarrassed you can always kiss me on the cheek but that is more of greet-"

Feliciano's ramblings were suddenly interrupted by two very warm lips gently pressed against his. It then registered in his mind that Ludwig was kissing him! He thought he'd have to coax Ludwig through it even for a kiss upon the cheek, but all of sudden Ludwig has this newfound confidence? It was a short and chaste kiss and it lasted barely a few seconds long. Once Ludwig pulled away he quickly averted his eyes from Feliciano and coughed.

Feliciano, on the other hand, pressed his fingers up to his lips where Ludwig's lips previously were. Ludwig had turned all different shades of red and surprisingly Feliciano did too. "Um…what's next?" Ludwig asked quietly.

Feliciano, who was completely lost in thought said," Oh right…um I think next we were supposed to go watch the fireworks for the um…festival that's going on today."

"Fireworks?" Ludwig questioned.

"We can watch them from here or-"Feliciano began.

"Why don't we watch them from Antonio's apartment? I mean, the view from his apartment is amazing and it'll probably be warmer there since it is starting to get cold." Ludwig reasoned.

Feliciano (who was still red from their kiss) grinned up at Ludwig and said, "Okay!"

"You were right Ludwig. The view from here is amazing."

Ludwig and Feliciano both sat on a blanket on the balcony of Antonio's apartment gazing out at the city. Ludwig would look over at Feliciano every once in a while and notice the small things that made Feliciano, Feliciano. Whenever a firework would light up the sky, his face would also light up. Ludwig didn't know if it was just because the fireworks or what but Ludwig also couldn't help but smile.

"Hmm Ludwig…" Feliciano whispered.

Ludwig turned to look at Feliciano who was still staring up at the night sky. "Yes…?"

Feliciano yawned and leaned his head on Ludwig's shoulder. "You're a really nice guy Ludwig…I think…that we could be really good for each other…in more ways than one. And…"

Ludwig sat and waited for the rest of what Feliciano was about to say but was only met with silence. He looked down at Feliciano, who was still on his shoulder, and saw that the Italian had fallen asleep. Ludwig chuckled a little and proceeded to lift Feliciano up. He was pretty sure Antonio wasn't coming back any time soon so he'd let Feliciano sleep in his bed, he was a gentleman after all.

Ludwig laid Feliciano down on the bed only to be met with inaudible noises and light snores. He placed Feliciano under the comforter and sheets and almost felt sorry he had to leave him alone. Ludwig knew he'd probably regret it later but he leaned down and placed one small kiss atop Feliciano's forehead. The kiss only caused Feliciano to stir a bit in his sleep and Ludwig turned the lamp off as he left the room.

Of course while Ludwig and Feliciano were enjoying their sweet innocent date, Antonio and Lovino were experiencing their own 'date' of sorts also.

"*Hic* you're drunk!" Lovino yelled at Antonio as they stumbled their way into the elevator at IQ Hotel Roma.

Lovino pressed the button for his floor and turned around to see Antonio leaning back against the wall. "Lovi, we're both completely boraccho." Antonio said while attempting to stand up straight.

Lovino stuck out his tongue and grumbled, " Don't call me Lovi! I have a name ya know!"

The door of the elevators suddenly opened and Lovino and Antonio staggered their way to Lovino's hotel room.

They stopped in front of it as Lovino tried to search for his room key in his pockets. Once he finally fished it out, Antonio grabbed his hand and gave him a light kiss on it. "Wh-What are you doing?" Lovino asked as he retracted his hand immediately.

"Ah Lovi… creo que te quiero." Antonio mumbled.

Lovino looked up into Antonio's green eyes and said, "No hablo espanol." Lovino then turned around to open his door when he suddenly felt a big blob of warmth latching onto his body. Antonio had laid his head down in the crook of Lovino's neck and wrapped his arms around Lovino's waist. Lovino could feel his face going red and whispered, "Wha-what the hell? Get off me!"

Antonio completely ignored him and began to use his hands to slowly reach under Lovino's shirt and bring it up inch-by-inch. Lovino, who although would never admit it, was kind of turned on by Antonio right then. Lovino quickly pried Antonio's hands off of him and whipped around to face Antonio. Antonio had a full out smirk on his face and it made him look pretty damn sexy.

Lovino looked straight into Antonio's eyes as if he could read them. Before Antonio could even say another word, Lovino leaned up and grabbed the tie around Antonio's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. It was a sloppy and drunk kiss but also full of passion. Once Lovino pulled away the only thing he said was," I'm not going to have sex with you."

Antonio was about to retort when Lovino interrupted him. "Unless…"

Wait, was Antonio hearing right? Was Lovino really considering having sex with him?

"Unless what?" Antonio finished for him.

"Are you clean?"

Antonio looked at him with a confused look." Am I what?"

Lovino groaned in annoyance." I mean idiot, I'm not having sex with you if have a disease or something like that!"

"Whoa, whoa no…I'm clean. Promise." Antonio held up his hands as if he was surrendering.

"Is that it? Can we..?"

This time Lovino came so close to smacking Antonio across the back of the head." No you dumbass! The other question I have is do you have…you know…?"

Antonio, even in his drunken haze, realized what Lovino was talking about and pulled out a little plastic square container. "You mean this?"

Lovino immediately blushed and hit Antonio in the arm. "You bastard! I didn't think you'd actually have a condom! What, you think I was that easy or something? I'm not the type of person who'll give it up on the first date!"

"While you're sober though?" Antonio asked.

Lovino opened his mouth to yell at Antonio but decided against it. He looked up at Antonio and then down at the floor and mumbled," Shut up…"

"Hey Lovi… are we still going to have sex or..?"

"ARRGHHH!"

EDIT 10/14/11:
Romano's weight issues will be looked into further in future chapters (just so know that it's not some random thing xD)

Holy Junk in the Trunk, this chapter killed me.

Anywhoooo...I'm soooorrrryyy for not updating sooner! I have a good reason though!

* I wrote this whole chapter up and of course me being an idiot didn't save it earlier. So out of nowhere a random window pops up telling me that Microsoft Word has stopped working. So i'm sitting there waiting for it to fix itself when all of a sudden it just shuts down. It didn't even ask if i wanted to save it! And it didn't autosave either! So i sort of went into a mini depression after that and couldn't write. BLEH.

Alright not that great of a reason...

No survey Q today! I just want to hear what you guys think of this fanfiction so far! Can you guess what the real reason the Vargas brothers are staying in Rome? Or why Lovino hates Rome?

Anyway I want to thank all you fabulous people who review, alert, favorite, and so on. :D

But I'm not letting you get away this time! I call you people the Alert Bandits. (It's a sexy name, i know.)

You come in...read the fic...alert the fic...MAYBE EVEN FAVORITE the fic...and then... POOF.

You're gone.

But I'm not letting you get away this time! So review and tell me why you alerted this fic in the first place! I'd really like to know! :)

Okie Dokie...Well Adios!

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