It's been a while since I've last updated this. I hope you all aren't to mad and thanks for the kind words of encouragment. It really makes me happy.

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"Hello?" Leon answered the phone quickly seeing Emil's number.

"H-hey sorry for waking you..." he heard Emil whisper into the phone.

"I've been awake," Leon muttered as he sat up in bed and leaned back against the head board. "Is everything okay?" he glanced over at the clock, it was around four in the morning.

"Yeah, yeah, um they found Tino. We're at the hospital with him."

"At the hospital? What the hell happened to him?" he asked and furrowed his eyebrows.

"He said he was kidnapped by some guys from a rival team," Emil replied. "I'm just glad he's okay...well at least physically."

Leon pressed his lips into a thin line, who knows what kind of emotional trauma that put on him. He sighed out quietly and moved the covers off of him, "I'll be there in a little bit, okay?"

"No, don't. I don't want any more problems right now. Especially with the way Lukas is right now." Leon paused hearing this and sat back on his bed. "I...I know we have to talk. But now isn't the best time," he murmured.

"Yeah, I get it," Leon said quietly. "Just call me when everything gets better, okay?" He heard the other hum before the phone clicked off. He sighed out throwing his phone to the side and leaned back on his bed. What the hell was going on? He pressed his palms to his eyes, this was insane.

Emil was silent as he hung up the phone and looked down at it in his hands. He didn't want to think about the dream and how terribly...steamy it was. He set in his pocket just in time to see Lukas walking his way, "You doing okay?" he asked and handed him a small bottle of orange juice.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he muttered and took it opening it and taking a sip.

"You look tired. You should go home and get some sleep."

He laughed quietly to himself. If only he could. "No, I want to be here for Tino," he murmured.

"Tino will be fine, and he'll understand. You on the other hand really need to go get some sleep. You have school tomorrow anyway." Emil didn't respond as he felt Lukas nudge him, he glanced up to see Lukas looking at him seriously. "Look, Emil, I need to apologize," he began.

"Lukas..."

"Just let me finish," his older brother looked at the plain white tile floor underneath them. "I've been an ass. More than an ass." Emil chuckled a bit and nodded his head agreeing. "You're my little brother. No matter what anyone says or what happens. You'll always be my baby brother. I was just protecting you is all."

Emil was silent waiting for Lukas to continue but he didn't. He smiled a bit and nudged him back to make Lukas glance at him. Emil smiled gingerly, "Thank you."

Lukas stared at him a few more moments before he looked away taking in a sharp breath. "Yeah well you need to get home and sleep," he got up and finished the rest of his bottle swiftly.

"Fine," Emil rolled his eyes and stood up as well. "Just text me how he's doing, okay?" Lukas nodded and with that Emil walked out of the hospital. He walked out and the air outside was slightly cold with a gust of wind. The cars lined up neatly in the parking lot as people were strolling in and out of the hospital. He stayed on the sidewalk for a few moments and bit his lip before he pulled out his phone again texting Leon to go over.

Feliciano sighed out, glad to hear that Tino was somewhat okay. He ran his hands over his phone and stared at his bed before he heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" he said quickly and saw Lovino walking in and closed the door behind him.

"I got the news," he murmured and sat down at the edge of Feliciano's bed. Feliciano nodded and looked back down at his lap. Lovino knew things could have been much worse.

"Its fine now," Feliciano hummed. "He's safe again and everything will be okay." He sat up a bit and set his phone aside, "Well are you ready for tonight?" he asked.

"I...wanted to talk to you about that," Lovino now looked into his lap where his hands were. "I know nonno...he accepted you and Ludwig right off the bat. But, I don't know. What if he still doesn't accept Antonio and me?"

Feliciano stared at Lovino, his lips slightly parted before they turned into a comforting smile. He scooted closer to his older brother and put his hand over his causing Lovino to look up at him. "Nonno loves us very much, he would do anything for us," he assured him. "Don't worry Lovino, I felt the same way, remember?"

Lovino chuckled, he remembered how scared shitless Feliciano was to have Ludwig over for dinner. Of course at the time their grandpa had no idea they were dating and Feliciano just sprung it on him. Surprisingly he took it very well, saying he loved them very much no matter who they loved. However, this time was slightly different. This time his grandpa knew Antonio and he were dating and he bit the inside of his cheek.

"Don't worry," he heard his younger brother say again. "Nonno loves us no matter what."

Lovino nodded and turned to him, he hugged his little brother tightly before pulling away. "Grazie," he whispered and left his room. Feliciano sat there and smiled after him, glad to help.

Later that evening both Antonio and Ludwig showed up around seven. It was a special treat for them since their grandpa had made his specialty. Chicken Alfredo. "Welcome! Welcome!" Antonio could hear the Italian grandpa yell. "Sit down! Dinner is almost served!"

Feliciano was already serving some water while Lovino finished setting it with the last few plates. "This is certainly going to be a treat for us all!" he heard his nonno sing. He laughed to himself before taking a seat beside Ludwig who leaned over kissing his cheek.

"I'm glad you could make it," Feliciano whispered. Ludwig nodded in agreement as food was suddenly placed on his plate. A large pile of fettucine noodles with bits of chicken in it. He could smell the vibrant and fresh ingredients that made him feel as if he really was in Italy.

"It smells amazing!" Antonio said as he leaned over his plate. Lovino pinched his leg underneath the table making him quit it.

Nonno simply laughed, "Grazie Antonio." He took a seat at the head of the table after he had served himself. "Now then, shall we say grace?" They all nodded and joined hands as nonno said a small prayer of thanks for the food. "Now let us eat!"

The other four dug in immediately and Lovino loved it when his nonno made the special dish. He had to refrain from scarfing it down but just as he was in the middle of enjoying his fabulous meal he heard a question that made him nearly choke on it. "N-nonno!" he shouted quickly and turned to him.

"It's an honest question, I'll even ask it to your brother," he said and turned to Feliciano whose face was as red as a tomato.

"Nonno stop!" Lovino said quickly, "Why are you asking that?"

"Why not? You are my grandsons and I deserve to know," he replied before plopping a piece of chicken in his mouth. "So? What is the answer?"

"None of your business!" Lovino huffed and crossed his arms.

"Lovino watch the way you speak to me," his nonno warned as he took a sip of his water. "Now, just go ahead and tell me, it's not like I'm going to do anything."

Lovino hesitated, he knew his grandpa to well. He may say that, but as soon as he gives his answer he would flip. And not like he could lie anyway, his nonno had a keen sense and seemed to always look right past his lies. His nonno sat there waiting patiently for the answer and looked at him as Lovino took a deep breath. "Yes, we have..." but before he could finish he heard the chair scoot back quickly. "Nonno!" he shouted getting up as well to block the way toward Antonio.

"Nonno stop!" Feliciano shouted standing up as well. He didn't want the evening to be ruined by a fight. "Nonno please just stop!" he walked over to pull his nonno down and to sit back down but he seemed pretty set on getting at least a punch in. He was cursing loudly in Italian and trying to push past both his grandsons.

Antonio watched before he stood up, "I-I'm sorry! I really am!" he said quickly.

"Like hell you are!" he scowled. "If you were sorry you would have never had sex with him!"

"Nonno stop!" Lovino snapped and pushed him back enough to make space between them. "Stop right now!"

"You!" his nonno snapped quickly. "You let him touch you!"

"Of course I did!" Lovino said quickly his face growing red. "I love him! And that's what you do when you love someone! You have sex with them!"

"Please nonno,' Feliciano said softly. "Don't get mad at Lovino, I mean...Ludwig and I, we've had sex too." He bit the inside of his cheek and Ludwig was standing up looking at the old Italian man. "It's just like Lovino said, when you love someone, it's what you do."

Their nonno was silent for a few moments before he sighed out. He should have known better, after all he was a teenager once too. "I understand," he muttered and took a seat again. "Please, sit," he motioned for all of them to sit and they did. "I suppose, since you two are my grandsons..."

"We should have expected as much," Lovino said and reached over to put one of his hands over his. "We know you love us."

Feliciano watched them silently, smiling to himself.

Emil sat silently on his couch, Leon couldn't go over and he sighed out. He stared at the ceiling unsure of what to think. He bit his lip, why did he invite him over? Obviously he knew why, but he didn't want to say it to himself. What if Lukas had walked in on them? Just the thought made him want to curl up.

That's when he heard the front door open and in walked Lukas, "Hey," he heard him say exhausted.

"Hey," Emil replied as he sat up. "How is he?"

"Better," he took a seat on the couch beside Emil. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, "He's probably going to get out tomorrow."

"That's good to hear," Emil replied as he got up. "Do you want something to eat? I made some food while you were gone."

"No, I'm just going to shower and get to bed," he murmured. "Don't go to sleep too late. We have school in the morning."

Emil nodded watching his older brother get up and leave down the hallway to his room. He sighed and sat back on the couch just as his phone rang, it was Leon. He opened the message.

From: Leon

To: Me

Hey, can I still go over?

He bit his lip and looked down the hallway already hearing the shower in Lukas' room turn on. He turned to his phone again replying.

From: Me

To: Leon

Yeah, but you'll have to be quiet. Lukas is going to sleep.

He sighed out and quickly stood up going to his room. He was wearing his pajamas at the moments with silly little pictures of penguins and such on them. He searched through his closet until he found a tank top with black and white stripes. He looked at himself in the mirror as he slipped on some regular basketball shorts, easy to take on and off. He sighed out quietly to himself, was he really going to do this? Was he ready to do this?

He looked around the room, it was neat for the most part except the clothes he had just taken off. He shoved it in his closet and went to the bathroom across the hall to quickly brush his teeth and wash his face. When he glanced up to look at himself in the mirror he took a deep breath. He knew he loved Leon, so he knew he was ready.

He walked out to his bedroom again deciding to get his mind off of things by playing a small game before receiving a text message that he was here. He rushed to the front door and opened it, "H-hey," he whispered. He felt his breath hitch, god it was like the first time they met. He felt like he couldn't breathe around him and his heart was pounding against his chest wanting out.

It was dark in the living room except for the stream of lamp light leaking in from outside. "Hey," Leon replied looking at Emil. He clenched his fists in his pocket, why was it suddenly hard to breathe? Emil stepped aside and let him in before closing the door, both boys standing in the dark, but both clearly seeing each other.

Emil could already feel his lips tremble, why was this so exciting? He didn't understand. He stepped closer to Leon who stepped closer in return. Both shared a small kiss, as if to test out grounds. Then without a second thought Leon gripped the others thin hips and pressed their lips together harder. Emil shuddered from the firmness of the kiss as he wrapped his arms around the others shoulders. He was pressed against the door and a small moan escaped both their lips. That's when Emil pulled back, "Leon...Leon we can't do it right here," he whispered. Leon nodded pulling away a bit as Emil led him to his room.