AN: Hey you guys! Sorry for that long update wait time again. I'm sure you know the drill – school, homework, Science Olympiad, busy, busy, busy. Yes, crappy excuse is crappy, but life happens (unfortunately) XDD So, here's the third chapter. I don't really know if this is as great as the second one, so tell me if you like this one okay. Still hope you enjoy this update though!

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Feliciano and Kiku ended up being the last ones to go into their class (as expected). And, as Kiku predicted, the teacher didn't really mind their delay.

Their day at school continued to go on pleasantly from that point on: they worked together on the classworks and assignments, and even started to mingle with their other classmates. One particular boy that stood out from the rest was a loud-mouthed, self-proclaimed "Hero! I save everybody from the dangers of this world!" named Alfred F. Jones. He was still really friendly to everybody though, because he "wouldn't be everybody's hero if he wasn't kind and helpful to others!"

But they had their fun, and before they knew it, it was lunchtime - a break from learning yet again!

And now, Feliciano had the chance to introduce his new friend Kiku to his favorite big brother, Lovino!

(Well, that was his only big brother, but… it's okay.)

So as the two friends made their way to the lunch area, and Feliciano looked all around to see if he could spot his brother.

But the cafeteria was so big! He and Kiku were still constantly trying to avoid higher-uppers constantly swarming about them.

Lovino must have noticed their struggle somehow, because next thing Feli knew, he heard someone that sounded like his fratellone angrily call out, "Feliciano, you idiota fratellino! Get the fuck over here!" Feli turned around, and there his brother was, at a table with another boy around his age eating alongside with him.

Feliciano smiled at him. "Ciao, fratellone!"

Murmurs from a boy with tousled chocolate hair and bright green eyes aroused.

"Oh, is that your little brother, Lovi?! Dios, he's adorable!" the boy said, with a little too much delight to be considered polite and adoring…

Lovino heard this and turned around to smack the boy across his head. "Antonio, you Spanish bastard! Stop lusting after my fratellino, pervitito!"

"Ouch! Ah, ah, okay, Lovi! I didn't mean anything!" the boy yelped.

"You had better not, or else…" Lovino threatened.

Feliciano and Kiku watched this exchange with confusion written all over their faces. Why did "lusting" mean? And why was Lovino so mean to that nice boy Antonio?

(Well, actually, Feliciano knew the answer: Lovino was mean and aggressive with everybody…)

Meanwhile, Kiku stepped closer to his friend and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Ah, Feli-kun, who are these people? Why are they using such… vulgar language?"

Feliciano turned back to Kiku.

"This is my fratellone, Lovino! I was telling you about him earlier at recess, remember? I'll introduce you two right now!"

Feliciano (once again) took Kiku's hand in his and led him over to Lovino's table.

"Fratellone! Look, I made a new friend! His name is Kiku! He's Japanese, and likes these things called ani-may and mahnga! He's really cool!" he said, with admiring tone. "And Kiku, this is my big brother Lovino! He's always really grumpy, but inside he's really nice! Just don't make him angry!" he answered back, with a giggle in his voice.

Lovino glared at Felicianoat that statement.

"I am NOT always grumpy! You all just piss me off because of your fucking stupidity, dammit! Now get up here and eat! I don't want to have to deal with your whiny bitchy ass if you're hungry later!"

Feliciano squeaked as Lovino yanked his arm up to "help" him up onto the lunch table bench.

"Your friend can eat with us too, if he wants to." Lovino said, grudgingly.

Feliciano looked at Kiku. "Ve, you should eat with us Kiku! Lovino packed good food! Like pasta! We can share!"

Kiku shifted uneasily at the sight of the other 6th graders, but relented and climbed up on the bench.

Lovino shoved Feli's lunch in front of his face.

"...here. Eat it and don't talk to me."

When Feliciano unpacked it, he was pleased to find a container full of his absolute favorite food: pasta! It was some classic spaghetti pasta topped with marinara sauce and, of course, meatballs.

"Yay! Grazie, Lovi!"

Lovino grunted and just looked away even further with a slight blush dusting his cheeks.

Slightly disappointed from the lack of response, Feliciano faced his delicious meal. Then he noticed Kiku's lunch. It was packed in a neat box with dividers for different foods, but he couldn't recognize any of the foods. Thus prompting the question of, "What is that you have for lunch, Kiku?"

Said person replied (patiently), "This is called a bento, Feli-kun. In Japan, this is a common lunch box meal for students going to school, or for anyone really. You can put any food in it, so today I packed some rice and tuna."

Intrigued, Feliciano pressed further. "Ve, can you put pasta in it?"

"Er… sure, Feli-kun."

Amazed at this foreign invention, Feliciano exclaimed, "Wow! That's so cool! Japan is so cool, ve! That ben-to box is so cool! You can put pasta in it!"

"Ah… hai, Feli-kun, it is really... "cool"..."

"Fratellone! Look at Kiku's lunch! It's a really cool box with really cool dividers and you could put pasta in it! Ve, Japan is so cool!" Feliciano tugged on Lovino's sleeve to grab his attention.

Without sparing a glance at Feliciano, Lovino shrugged him off and gave him the standard, "Tch. Whatever, bastard." before shoveling more of his own pasta in his mouth.

Seeing the apathetic rejection that Feli received, Kiku scooted a little closer to Feliciano in an attempt to comfort him a little.

"Here, Feli-kun, would you like to try some of the rice and tuna I brought?" he shyly asked.

Feliciano perked back up. "Ve, sure! I bet it's really tasty!"

Kiku scooped some of the rice and tuna onto an empty section of Feli's container.

"There you go. I hope you like it."

Feliciano giggled. "Grazie, Kiku!"

Picking up the offered food with his fork, Feliciano sampled the rice and tuna. Slowly chewing on it, his taste slowly adjusted to the unfamiliar flavors.

Deciding that he liked it, Feliciano finished off the rest of the rice and tuna left.

"Mmm! That was tasty, Kiku! Thank you for the food!" he replied, grin back on his face in full force.

Kiku smiled back at him. (wait, he's able to have other expressions on his face than nonchalant and neutral? Huh.)

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Kiku said.

Meanwhile, little did they know, that the "nice boy Antonio" was watching the two preschoolers with… a very strange look on his face. (It was a cross between a grin and a… um…. something…)

And, that Feliciano's older brother Lovino was trying to block Feliciano and Kiku from Antonio's gaze (and, outstretching arms attempting to hug both of the Italian brothers).

Everybody says that school is really boring, but sometimes, it can get so interesting… especially for that Spanish boy Antonio…

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The end-of-lunch bell rang in the cafeteria, signaling that it was time to pack up and go back to class. To get up and move. To say goodbye to all of your friends (and family, in Feliciano and Lovino's case) that aren't in your homeroom. To start having to think academically again. Everyone hates that bell.

Except for Feliciano and Kiku. They were excited to go back and see what else they would do that day.

They'll learn eventually, once they get up into higher grades - even when they enter 1st grade, they'll probably feel at least a tiny fraction of that pain that everyone else feels when the lunch bell rings.

So they walked back to room 105 together, talking with each other about various miscellaneous topics, jumping from one topic to the other like they were playing a hot potato game with… things to talk about and miscellaneous questions.

One of their points of interest was this little… argument…? It was something.

"So, when's your birthday?" Feliciano questioned.

"I was born on February 11, Feli-kun."

"Ve?! So that means you're older than me?!"

"Er… when were you born?"

"I was born on March 17!"

"Ah… yes, that means you're a little bit younger than me, seeing as we are both 3 right now… and I will be 4 in February, and you will still be 3."

"Wow! Ve, but… you have to be younger! I'm always younger than everyone!" Feliciano started pouting because of this.

"Well, that's not that bad. There is nothing wrong with being younger than everyone else."

"Ve, but since I'm younger than everyone else, everybody teases me and laughs at me!"

"Ah, I see your problem now…" Kiku trailed off.

"Ve…"

"...Feli-kun, if anyone ever makes fun of you, you can always come to me for help."

Feliciano was surprised at this. They had only met today, and yet Kiku had already done so much with him: they had played (and worked) together, ate together at lunch, and now, he was basically saying that he would stick by him and help him fend off any bullies that come his way.

Grateful for Kiku, Feli smiled at him.

And then he hugged him.

"Grazie, Kiku!" he

Kiku stiffened at the sudden contact, but then slowly relaxed into the hug, and…

He returned it.

He wrapped his arms around his friend (albeit a little awkwardly, 'cause it's pretty likely he's never willingly hugged another human being before).

"Anytime, Feli-kun."

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Just around the corner, two 6th graders sneaked up to the edge.

A boy with tousled chocolate hair, bright, green eyes, and a big smile peeked around the corner to look at the scene.

And a boy with (also green eyes, though duller), a permanent angry scowl that was settled on his face, and a long, wild curl that was sticking up starting from the top of his head also peeked around the corner to observe two boys near room 105 (one with brown hair much like his own, and the other with black hair) that were chatting amiably with each other.

Then, the brunette randomly decided to hug the darker-haired boy for some reason, and then…

The boy with black hair also decided to hug him back.

This wouldn't have been such a problem for the boy with stray curl, if that brunette hugging the the other dark-haired boy weren't his little brother.

Sure, call him a hypocrite for always saying that he doesn't care about Feliciano, but Lovino Vargas had an overprotective big brother side to him (though he won't admit it).

So when he saw his fratellino hugging a boy he had just met today, on his very first day of school, it took all of his willpower and his companion Antonio to pull him back and not interrupt the two friends'... "bonding time", as Antonio so eloquently described it.

He just couldn't explain it. Lovino just had this urge to make sure that Feliciano was safe, protected and always came back to hi-

Wait, what?

…

Um, pretend he didn't say anything.

No, Lovino Vargas didn't say anything after the word "protected".

No he didn't.

Stop trying to say that he did.

Because he didn't, dammit!

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Still, Antonio was able to see clearly that his friend Lovino was steadily growing redder and redder and redder with rage.

Oh, hey, and that he looks like a tomato!

That part was cute, but he had to drag Lovino all the way back out of the hallway that Feliciano and Kiku were in so that Lovino wouldn't barge in on their little "moment". (bonding time!)

Once they were safely out of range, Antonio had to ask, "Lovi, why were you so mad back there? Aren't you glad that your little brother is making new friends and having fun?"

Lovino did not dignify him with an answer, unfortunately.

As always, Lovino avoided his gaze and huffed to himself.

And walked (sped) away.

Antonio sighed.

"Ay, Lovi! You should be happy!" he called, as he chased after the speed-walking Lovino.

"Shut the fuck up, you bastard!" Lovino yelled back, crossing his arms again once he turned around to keep walking ahead.

Antonio (finally) managed to catch up with him, and caught him by the shoulder.

"Oi, Lovi, no need to be like that! Lo siento! I was just… asking…?" he tried, looking like a lost puppy as he tried to apologize to Lovino.

"I said shut the fuck up, didn't I? Now stop talking to me so we can get to class," Lovino spat back at him.

"Ah… lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, Lovi…" Antonio continuously apologized, still a bit confused on why Lovino was acting so strangely like… that.

Lovino hissed back at him in anger.

"I said don't talk to me, you goddamn fucking son of a bitch!"

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AN: Man, I make lunch sound so weird and eventful, don't I? Hmph.

OHOHO LOOK AT THAT

WE SEE SOME SIGNS OF LOVI'S ANGER FOR THEM

OHOHOHO

Okay, I don't know you guys found that as interesting as I did.

And, I don't know if you guys hated this chapter or not, so tell me. It really helps.

Thanks for reading this though, all of you! Stay tuned for the next update, which I hope to release by next week.