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Flavio awoke late in the morning and trekked down to the kitchen in his silk robe, stifling a yawn as he opened the refrigerator. He frowned as he noted the lack of milk, wondering if he should have gone to buy some while his brother was away. He certainly didn't want to meet an angry Luciano this morning. Speaking of which….it seemed a little too quiet. He surely would have heard the other Italian's rant about still not having his cappuccino, right?

Concerned, the blond strode out of the room and down the hall to his brother's office. He forced the door open just enough for him to peer over at the desk, where he could see Luciano's figure slumping over a pile of paperwork, hand slowly gliding a pen across the paper in rigged strokes. Flavio frowned and cleared his throat, causing the other to pause briefly as his presence became known. He pushed the door further open and walked over to the desk, noting how unusually chaotic everything was.

"What?" Luciano asked tiredly, with an edge to his voice.

Flavio frowned more and crouched at the side of the desk, looking up at his brother. "You're still up?"

"Well no work got done in the past two days."

"Yes, but….." Flavio paused, noticing the bags under his fratello's eyes. "Why don't you go to bed? No reason to do it all at once."

"I have to turn it in tomorrow. There's no time for that."

"Luci, I can tell you're exhausted—"

"Does it matter?"

Flavio sighed. "I'm worried. You shouldn't—"

"Then maybe you should do some fucking work for once!" Luciano growled, slamming a fist off the desk. "Out. Now." He pointed his pen toward the door, glaring harshly at the older Italian.

"A-alright, I'll go," Flavio stated, feeling defeated. "But please at least take a break, fratello. I'm going to the store real quick, but I'll make you a nice cappuccino when I get back, okay?" He hesitated, and his brother simply turned back to the desk.

"Just go."

Flavio nodded, though it was unseen by the other, and left the room promptly. In the back of his mind, he was kicking himself for not having done any of the work while Luciano had been unavailable to do it….Now his brother was over-working himself and grumpier than ever. "How was I supposed to know it has to be turned in tomorrow?" he muttered to himself, making an excuse for why he hadn't done the work instead. He sighed. "Whatever. He'll be at least a little less angry if I get him that stupid cappuccino," he concluded aloud and quickly dressed himself, checking his reflection a few times before finally deciding he was decent enough for public.

It didn't take him long to walk to the nearest grocery store. He quickly grabbed the milk he needed but hesitated before heading up to the counter. He should probably get something for breakfast as well….Even though he knew Luciano wasn't one for morning food, he knew Lorenzo would be hungry at the very least. So he took the time to grab a few things. Maybe he could make a broccolini frittata for brunch? All three of them liked that…

He nodded at the thought and shopped around for everything he needed. It took him a good twenty minutes just to find everything and get through the checkout line. He regretted not having taken the car, even though the store was only a few blocks from their house. He hadn't anticipated getting so many groceries. When he finally got home, his arms were relieved to set everything down. He sat down and groaned, leaning back in the chair. He really didn't feel like making anything now. Pulling out his phone, he glanced at the time and sighed. It was almost noon already. He'd taken long enough already. Begrudgingly, he pushed himself up and got everything out to make his brother's cappuccino. He hesitated, staring at the ingredients. "Luci, how do you like your cappuccinos?" he called through the house. No answer. Flavio tsked and headed out of the kitchen and toward the office. "Luci, why don't you answer-" he asked again as he skidded the door open. He froze, heart stopping at the sight. "Luciano?!"

Flavio rushed toward his brother's unconscious body, lying on the floor. He kneeled down, shaking the other's shoulder in desperation, trying to wake him. "Luci, wake up! Luciano!" He bit his lip and felt tears rolling down his cheeks as he noticed the other's eyes twitch open. Flav smiled, trying to keep himself from crying. "Luci…Oh, thank God," he exclaimed with a hand over his heart.

"Che cosa….?" Luciano moaned in tired confusion, sitting up on the floor. He tiredly glanced around, pondering what was going on. He reached up and rubbed his eye with the back of his hand. "Why the hell am I….?"

"You must have passed out," Flavio explained, helping him up. "See, I told you. You need rest, fratello. You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

Luciano groaned, rolling his eyes. "I'm fine."

"No," the elder brother countered. "You're not. Now go and take a riposo," he demanded, ushering Luci out of the office. "Please."

Luciano sighed. "Bene, va bene…" he yawned, nudging his brother off of him. "If it'll get you to shut up," he mumbled and headed toward his room to get some sleep.

Flavio slumped against the wall, sighing as he rubbed his eyes dry. He hesitated and stared into the office for a moment before finally heading back to the kitchen, deciding he should put the groceries away before anything else. After doing so, he began preparing lunch. Lorenzo came down just in time for it to be finished.

"What's the deal?" the teen yawned. "Why didn't you wake me up for breakfast?"

The elder smiled. "Sorry, Lorry. I didn't make breakfast this morning, but how about a tasty brunch?" he said, handing him a plate of frittata.

The boy's eyes gleamed. "Aw man! You haven't made this in forever!" he exclaimed and took the plate from his hands. "Thanks, Flavi~!"

Flavio nodded, smiling. "Oh!" he remembered. "Before you sit down, could you take this up to Luci's room?" He held out another plate of food. "He went to bed a little while ago and didn't eat anything."

Lorenzo took the plate curiously. "He's sleeping in the middle of the day?"

"Si," Flavio sighed. "He overworked himself and passed out."

"What?" the micronation asked, a bit of alarm in his voice. "I-is he alright?"

"He'll be fine," the elder said, ruffling his hair. "Just make sure he eats and goes straight back to bed."

Lorenzo nodded and promptly carried the plate to his brother's room. He knocked on the door, knowing Luci's rule that no one was allowed in his room without permission. He was almost afraid to open the door, having not received an answer. Cautiously, he turned the handle, finding it unlocked. Peaking in, he could see his brother's sleeping figure. The teen gulped and creaked the door open just a little more. He quietly made his way over to the bed, nervously looking around. "L-Luci," he said, gently shaking him awake. "H-hey, fratellone made you lunch. It's broccolini frittata," he said, placing the plate of food on the small bed stand. "D-do you want something to drink?"

Luciano shifted. "No, that's fine. Thanks.." he grumbled.

"O-okay. Flav says to eat and get some sleep, so…"

"Okay, okay," Luci said, waving a hand to get the other to leave.

"A-alright. Good night," Lorenzo said and left quickly, being sure to close the door behind him.

Luciano waited until he heard the door click shut before he turned toward food. He sat up against the wall and placed the plate in his lap, slowly savoring the flavor. At least his brother was useful for cooking. He hesitated, leaving the fork in his mouth after taking a bite. He really hated to be pitied. It made him feel weak…..reminded him of how he felt. He sighed, finishing the plate and wrapping himself in a blanket. At this rate, he'd 'ever get his work done…Exhaustively, he got to his feet and carried his plate down to the kitchen, placing it in the sink. He pulled the blanket close, eyeing the unusually quiet room. Slowly, he made his way back to the office. Noticing that the door had been left open part-way, he peeked inside.

"Ah," Flavio exclaimed in a whisper, quickly inspecting his finger. "Stupid paper cuts," he whined to himself, shaking his hand before picking up a pen and getting to work.

"You should be sleeping," a voice spoke from behind Luciano, causing him to jump slightly. He turned to see his fratellino smiling at him. "Flavi will take care of the work. Go get some rest."

Luciano's eyes softened, and he allowed the slightest smile to reach his lips. "Alright, alright. You two are so demanding today," he joked and ruffled Lorenzo's hair as he walked by.

"Hey, mind if I join your riposo, Luc?" Lorenzo asked, following his elder sibling.

"Didn't you sleep all day?" Luciano asked, amused.

"I'm a growing boy," the teen replied with a small laugh.

"Sure, sure," Luci laughed. He decided not to comment on the fact that nations grow differently than humans. He knew his fratellino only wanted to spend quality time with him, and what's better than a relaxing nap? "Go grab your pillows," he said and motioned him to go on.

"Yes~!" Lorenzo sprinted ahead, beaming with joy.

Apologies for taking so long on this chapter…I worked every day for over a week, had to get my computer fixed after that, then had to pack and move back to school, deal with schoolwork and projects…..and yeah, I just haven't had the time or motivation to write this. I honestly didn't even realize it had been this long since I updated. Sorry, guys! And, well…..now I'm back at college, so I certainly can't promise quick updates, but I'll do my best!

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