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Chapter three: He knew.

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The music blares to the point you can hear it a block away. Lights flashed in the darkness as the people danced on the dance floor.

It was crowded tonight but didn't stop the counties from enjoying them selves.

America was flirting with england. China and Japan were avoiding Russia as Canada shyly accepted Frances flirtatious moves with Prussia and a reluctant Spain not far behind him.

Italy had taken Germany on to the dance floor and was smiling happily.

This left Romano at the bar to watch the madness unfold.

He had already downed two to three drinks and he was correctly working on his forth. He could feel the buzz in his body spread but too him it didn't feel like it was enough.

His eyes left the club and staring into his drink in his hand. He let his thought trail back to the incident with Spain.

'I really should apologize for hit him in the face.' Romano thought.

He spared a glance up only to catch Antonio's looking back at had the most guilty and saddest expression.

'No, he deserved it! He cheated on me. He broke my trust for him.' Romano thought as he downed his fourth glass and placing it on the bar before standing.

He swayed slightly on his feet but he caught himself before making his way to the dancefloor.

In a matter of minutes he was dancing with the rest of the crowd to the fast but sensual music. Dancing bodies were pressed together and rubbing against each other.

It wasn't tell a familiar body was pressed against his did he feel his stress melt away. The crowd seemed to cheer him and his brother on it was natural from them that they didn't mind.

Romano let his flutter closed as his brother grinded sensually behind him.

When he opened his eyes again his eyes met Spain's again with a look of hurt.

Romano stared at him with a look of annoyance as he danced back against his brother.

Not even aware of the blue eyes watching him from the bar.

When the song changed Romano was ready to go again but was stopped when he saw Spain approaching him.

He tried looking for a way out but by the time you found one Antonio had caught him already.

Romano opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Antonio instead.

"We need to talk." He stated loudly over the music.

The look in his former bosses eyes told him it was not the time too argue so he just nodded in agreement be for being pulled to away from the crowd and somewhere near the restrooms.

When Romano went to speak once more he was cut of again.

"Sp..."

"I'm sorry I cheated on you Lovino!"

The sudden apology startled Lovino a bit but not for long ad his eyes furrowed in anger.

"Don't apologize. I'm the one one who should be saying sorry for hitting you in the face."

"Lovino, I didn't mean for our relationship to end that way. I still care for you a great deal."

"If you cared then you wouldn't have slept with someone else! And don't give me any bullshit about how it was a accident!" Lovino shouted.

"But it..."

"Look! It's done and over with so let's move on from it. Us dating maybe a failure but you are still my friend. It will take a while to trust you again but you do mean a lot to me."

"So you don't want to get back together with me?" Spain asked to clarify.

Romano frowned but nodded.

"But you you still want to be friends like how we were before? Si?"

"Yes."

Spain seemed to think about it before a smile erupted on his face.

"Alright I can do that my amigo."

Romano couldn't help but smile along side Spain as the two made up.

"So amigo...since I'm back to being your friend, may I ask you a question?'

"Hrm? It depends on the question."

"Well then... Who's your little crush that you have? Is it someone me and Italy know?"

"W-what? How- how'd you know I... Feliciano!"Romano stuttered before changing to embarrassed and slightly angered.

"I need a drink!" Romano declared as walked past the grinning Spaniard.

"Aw come on can I have a clue?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because it none of your business!" Romano answered as he ordered a shot of vodka.

"Fine, how about this." Spain stated as he picked up Romano's shot and holding in front of his face.

"I'll guess a about this person. For every thing I get right, you take a drink. Every one I get wrong, I take a take a drink. Seem fair?" Spain offered.

Romano thought on it and couldn't find any thing wrong with the plan since he was already drunk so he agreed after taking back his shot from Spain and downing it, as span ordered more for there little game.

The game started off simple enough with questions like, "Do I know the person?" And " Are they here tonight?"

It was only till they each had about 15 glasses each did things get more clear for Spain.

"So let me get this straight. They are blond, is usually straightforward and serious. Its a guy. And they hang around a a idiot?" Spain asked as he listed out some of the things he had found out.

"That's 't forget that him and the idiot look like a couple." Romano stated as he swiveled in his chair drink on had.

"Is it perhaps England you have a crush on?" Spain asked in all curiosity.

"Oh hell no. Eyebrows can go screw himself." Romano mumbled as he push another shot toward Antonio.

Antonio laughed at Romano's distaste for the British man as he drank his shot. His eyes scanned over the rest of the club briefly before almost choking on nothing as realization hit him.

Turning to the auburn haired man Antonio looked at him.

Romano was humming contently to himself as he smiled a rare smile at Spain.

"Lovino...is the person and the reason you won't tell Feliciano who your crush because... Because its L..."

"Ludwig? Otherwise known as Germany the best friend and lover of my younger brother for nearly 4 years now. Then yes, yes it is." Romano giggled as he reached for another drink only to have Spain stop him.

"You need to tell him."

"Tell who?" Lovino asked as he tried to break free only to have Spain tighten his grip.

"Tell Germany how you feel?"

"Nooo! He has Italy!" Romano protested.

"Romano listen to me." Spain started as he tried to get his attention only to fail and end up have the Italian curse him out at the same time cry.

Spain sighed as he as the bartender for water to go as he gathered the other in his arms along with the drink before pushing past the bodies on the dancefloor and existing the club.

He sat Romano in the passangaer seat and ordered him to drink the water was he got in on my the drivers side.

They drove in silence as Lovino did as he was told and it reapmained that way for about 45mins before they reached there hotel and Romano was a bit more somber or at least enough that he could walk.

"Spain where are we going?" Romano asked as he shielded his eyes from the hotel lights while they mad there way to the elevator.

"We are going to the 4th floor." Spain stated bluntly as he called the the elevator and stepped inside with Romano before pressing the fourth floor.

"What's on the fourth floor?"

"You'll see."

The ride in the elevator was silent but short and it wasn't long before they reached there destination.

Romano if you don't tell him how you feel you might really miss Germany. He and Italy might not be in a relationship like you seem to think.

"What makes you so sure?"

"Prussia. Prussia is why I'm sure. He's told me and France before that Germany only sees Italy as a friend." Spain reassured.

"Really?" Romano asked.

"Really, you have to tell him how you feel other wise someone else might get him first."

Romano hesitated but he nodded in agreement.

"You're right. I'll tell him."

"You will?" Spain questioned actually surprised that Romano into his insisting.

"Yes I will." He said determined.

"Good, cause now is as good a time as any." Spain said as he pointed towards the end of the hall were Germany was staying.

Lovino took a deep breath and a glance and the encouraging Antonio before he took his first steps down the hall.

With each step he gained more and more confidence until he reach the middle when Germany's door opened and freezing him on the spot.

He could her the sharp in take if his own breath as Italy stepped out from the others room.

The German had has hands around the others was it effectively pulling him closer as Italy leaned into kiss him.

Romano didn't feel himself sway nor did he feel himself falling.

He faintly heard Antonio shout his name and his approaching foots steps.

But his eyes were focused on the pair that finally noticed they weren't alone.

Germany looked startled and worried that Romano had suddenly collapsed and rushed in side his room to call for help.

Italy however just stood there. His face held a smug grin as his eyes danced with devious intent and it was all aimed at his brother.

That was the last thing Romano saw before closing his eyes as one last thought pasted his mind.

Feliciano had known that he had feelings for Ludwig.

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First: sorry if the grammar and punctuation is off. I've been writing on my tablet.

Second: I should have internet back Friday so that means I won't have to go through the long process of visiting a friend.

Third: I'm back in school. Yay! That means I'll be more focused and have to will to wake up and write more.

Fourth: yes sadly I did leave the story there for the moment. I did this to make you think about what will happen next.

Fifth: think about my other stories and how I progress them. Can you guess what is about to happen? What do you want to happen? R/R and we will see what happens next.

Love,

Sp~