AN/ Gutted and cleaned. I had a note about the great feedback and inspirations I got from everyone reading here that I wanted to keep. Thank you so much! c:

And oh my god why did nobody tell me that I had messed up the dates in here. Slowly fixing them.

NATALIA SAT alone in the restaurant, bouncing her leg nervously and biting her nails. She scanned the restaurant, looking for her sister. It wasn't often that Kateryna was late. And especially not on big nights like this, not with their brother coming home.

Natalia ordered a glass of wine, and another, she was almost done with it when Kateryna blew in. Her cheeks were rosy, and she was out of breath, "Sorry, I got held up at work."

Natalia glared at her, "You work at a Kindergarten! It's Saturday!"

"We have weekend preschool. Some poor kid didn't get picked up! I couldn't just leave him there, could I?" Kateryna took off her fur coat, resting it on her chair. She smiled, "I'm here now! Just relax."

Natalia rolled her eyes and finished off her glass of wine. The two sisters sat quietly, Kateryna occasionally bringing up some kind of small talk. The night dragged on and the waiter eventually left them the bottle of wine. Natalia stared at her empty glass, "He's not coming is he?"

Kateryna sighed and poured herself another glass of wine, "Well… let's just treat ourselves then." She grabbed her menu, "I bet I can get Big Brother to pay for our dinner somehow." Natalia looked at her own menu, frown deepening. She looked up for a last glance for their brother.

And Lukas looked back at her with wide eyes, he quickly followed the hostess to their table, holding Brigitte's hand and avoiding Natalia's gaze. He pulled out Brigitte's chair, stomach sinking. The blonde grinned at Lukas, "Am I under-dressed?" She asked in a whisper.

Lukas sat down, and shook his head. He opened his menu, "Of course not. You've been wanting to come here for a while right?"

She nodded. Lukas shrugged, "Then enjoy your time." His words were rushed, and he moved in jerky movement.

Brigitte nudged him with her foot, "What's wrong?"

He looked up, unable to keep his eyes from flicking to Natalia. Who was glaring at him. He quickly looked away, "Nothing." Lukas cleared his throat, "Nothing."

"Seriously. I've never seen you like this before." Brigitte smirked and lifted her foot up to rub the inside of Lukas's leg, "Relax. Let's have a good night, eh?" She winked.

Lukas nodded, forcing himself to smile, "Yes, of course." He spared another look at Natalia, thankful she'd been distracted by something. And that Brigitte hadn't seen her. The man started to relax like Brigitte had said and the two started to enjoy their date.

A loud party came in, making Lukas turn his head. He cursed as he spotted four very familiar faces step in. Brigitte followed his gaze, "Is that your family?"

Lukas looked around the table, picking up a menu and holding it over his face as if he were looking over the dishes, "Just don't make them look over."

Brigitte held up her own menu, "Why are we hiding?"

"The one with the stupid hair-do will be all over you, the tall one with the glasses is the most awkward man I know. The short blonde can't stop talking for the life of him and the idiot with the silver hair is just filled to the brim with sarcasm." Lukas muttered, hiding his face a little more.

Brigitte set down her menu, "I'd love to meet them. Let's get a bigger table."

Lukas stared at her, startled but not letting it show. The others kind of knew about his current girlfriend, but he certainly hadn't expected them to meet her. The man peered at his family, glanced at Brigitte, and let his eyes stray to Natalia across the room - Who was glaring back at him again – then back at Brigitte. The blonde's smile widened, begging with her eyes. Lukas grimaced, 'She was only supposed to be a fling…'

Brigitte grabbed his hand, "Please?"

Lukas sighed and set down his menu, "Why not?" He caught Tino's eye and grumpily raised his hand to wave. The man smiled and waved back.

Once they'd all resettled themselves Lukas went around the table, introducing the men and pointing at each, "This is Mathias next to me, then Berwald and Tino, they have a son named Peter. And lastly my little brother Emil." He looked at his girlfriend, "This is Brigitte."

Mathias held out his hand to her, "Nice to meet you Brigitte! Lukas didn't tell us how pretty you are!" Lukas stomped on Mathias's foot.

Emil pulled out his phone, "And here we go." He grumbled. Berwald nudged him and shook his head.

"What are you staring at?" Kateryna waved her hand in front of Natalia's face, then turned to follow her gaze.

Natalia looked to her pasta, "Nothing, just thinking."

Kateryna furrowed her brow, "Are you alright?"

"Of course." Natalia replied curtly, "What makes you think something is wrong?"

"You're eating pasta for once. I'm sure that doesn't fit into your anorexic diet." Kateryna pointed at the bowl with her fork.

"Do you always have to bring that up? Just for once I'd like to eat without being reminded about it!" Natalia snapped at her. Kateryna fell quiet, focusing on her soup. Natalia went back to glaring at Lukas across the room, and stabbing her ravioli in anger. Her phone buzzed, and she pulled it out to check it. It was from Emil, who made eye contact with her from across the room.

"Are you seriously texting? Can't you just talk to me?" Kateryna pleaded.

Natalia read over the text again, basically talking about how she was better than Brigitte, "Sorry Sister." She said, looking at Emil. He flashed a smile. Natalia looked at her food, mind whirring. Here she was, feeling sorry for herself and acting bitter. Pining over her ex. While his little brother pined over her. What the hell was wrong with the world? Where did Emil get the idea of them? And what was with the look Lukas gave her? Was he scared? Natalia set her fork down, confused and off put from her meal. Kateryna started talking, she didn't listen. Natalia watched Emil stand up from his seat and head across the room to the bathroom, smiling at her.

"Excuse me." Natalia got up and followed him. She couldn't let him run away with these ideas. It was only going to hurt somebody.

"Holy shit! What are you doing?" Emil shouted, quickly zipping up his pants. His voice rose in pitch to a near screech, "This is the men's bathroom!"

Natalia walked up to the teen, "What are you doing?"

Emil flushed, and stared at Natalia with wide eyes, "What are you talking about?"

"I mean this: 'This slut it so annoying you're so much better! I can't believe Lukas dumped you!' " She shoved the phone in his face, "What the hell is that?"

Emil shrugged, "I was just saying…"

Natalia slipped it back in her pocket, "It's never going to happen, Emil."

"You do know you're in the men's bathroom right?" He tried to change the subject.

She huffed, "Emil, you can't do this."

He frowned, blue eyes starting to water. Emil rubbed his neck, "I-I…"

Natalia crossed her arms tight, shoulders slumping, "Although… I am flattered."

There was a tense silence in the bathroom while Natalia and Emil avoided each other's gaze. Eventually he took a deep breath and managed to speak in a cracked voice, "Do-Do you still love him?"

If it were possible, Natalia might have pitied the boy. With his hurt feelings and injured look, she had to admit she sympathized with him. But pity was something Natalia was incapable of, "Don't do that, Emil. It's definitely not anything to blame someone for."

"Whatever." Emil scowled, suddenly angry. He hurried out of the bathroom, pausing briefly to brush a kiss on Natalia's cheek. The teen wiped his eyes with his sleeve once he was back in the dining room, and hurried to his table with purpose. He sat down, casually returning to the table.

Emil waited, and watched Natalia go back to her table solemnly. She looked at Lukas again, this time not angry, but saddened. Emil scratched his head, something about the way a perfectly gorgeous and just… perfect woman being hurt and upset and unable to move on because of his damn brother ticked him off. He shifted his eyes to his brother and the rest of their family, gears clicking in his head. No one could say anything about Emil being stupid. He was actually a lot like his brother, "Hey, Lukas." He leaned closer to the man, whispering just loud enough for everybody else at the table to hear.

"Isn't that your ex Natalia over there?"