A/N: So first off I would like to give a little warning here. It gets just a tiny bit graphic here. I dunno if I should change it to M now. But it's only like for a little bit. It's just touching and stuff. (Not to give too much away before you read it)

Also I have this head cannon about BTT so it doesnt seem a little out of character when you read this.

-Antonio is more influenced and willing to do what Gilbert and Francis tell him to do. To me Antonio has always had this oblivious innocence about him. Especially when around Lovino.

I hope my head cannon doesn't make Antonio out of character too much.

Sitting at the table with these two is very unnerving. For one neither one of them wont stop staring at m. Abel with is 'nothing-ever-phases-me look and his sister's smirks., Secondly, I was in this man's home. Willingly. What if they decided to keep me captive here? No one would know or suspect anything because I live right fucking down stairs! My brother is too dense to even think anything of it. This is just fucking terrible! Would that even count as kidnapping? This is more like 'Hey, you cant leave, and now you are going to now live in this closet.' I will be under this man's mercy for the rest of my life., living off what ever he feels like feeding me. Or even if he feels like feeding me.

"Would you like some more?"

"Huh?" I blinked, being distracted by my thoughts.

"Would you like some more?" Laura repeated.

"Oh, no. I'm fine." I said, looking down at my almost empty plate, poking at the remaining left with my fork.

"Are you sure? I can whip up some more in no time. It's not a problem for me." She asked.

Still prodding the few pieces of waffle I had on my plate, "No, it's okay." I said back

"Okay." She replied a little disappointed, holding the mixing bowl and a spatula.

We sat in silence for sometime while Abel pulled out his pipe and started to clean it so he can pack it. His sister happily finished off her waffles, sometimes looking back and forth between me and her brother; smirking every now and then. What is smirking about? What is she thinking about? I wonder what going through her mind. ...D-does she know something? NO! No, she cant. She cant know about … about that. My face fell at the memory of last night. That bastard had better not told her! I glance over at he, he's just sitting there, collecting tobacco leave out of a tin container; calmly. I look back down at my plate. This just fucking sucks. I just want to go home and crawl in bed and stay there.

"Lovino?" Laura called.

"...Hm?"

"Are ...you okay?"

"I'm. fine." I answered probably a little too quickly. The giant scoffed just barely audible. I furrowed my brows when he did. Jerk. Just because you know what's up doesn't give you the right to judge me.

"You sure, you've looked a little empty; distracted. And you have been stabbing that piece of waffle for the past ten minutes, just staring at it...Hm. Nor have you said much." She said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Che.. I'm fine. I'm totally fine! Never better!" I raised my voice a little, frowning hard.

Abel snorted. "..sure.."

"What's that supposed to mean, bastard!"

"You're just going to sit there and pretend that nothing happened? You really are stupid."

"Fuck you! It's none of your business to what happened. You just so happened to live upstairs at the time when the something happened."

"People across the street heard what happened, one does not need to simply 'live upstairs at the time'."

"You fucking bastard! It's still none of your business!" I shouted accidentally letting out a sniffle I covered up my face with my arm on the table; still sensitive from earlier. I wasn't completely over the fact that I was crying over a grocery list. Just then I heard a pop followed by a disgruntled moan.

"This is how you treat you neighbors? No wonder no one talk to you." I heard Laura say as she grabbed my hand and led me out of the kitchen into the living room, leaving Abel at the table with his pipe. "I'm sorry for my brother, he can be a bit insensitive and frank to people and it gives off the wrong vibes." She continued as we sat of the couch. Smiled at me and asked, "Now, what happened to make you so upset? Well, a side from my brother. I wont lie, I did hear you shouting about down stairs at him this morning."

At first I just stared at her and then the floor unsure what to do. I'm not going to tell a complete stranger what happened. Even if all she wants to do is make me feel better. But I really don't have anyone else to talk to. Well besides my idiot brother. He cant pay attention long enough for me to tell him how to separate his laundry, colors from whites. But keeping this all to myself probably isn't good either. I frowned deeply.

"I, uhh.." I paused still unsure and glanced up to see her waiting face. "Um.. I broke up with my boyfriend. ..It got pretty out of hand." I paused again, still looking down, I didn't want to look at her. I my so stupid. I cant believe that I am telling her this.

"Well what happened?"

"He is a stupid bastard that's what happened!" I sniffled, and pulled my legs up to hug them. I don't care if it is rude to put your feet on the couch.

She clicked her tongue "Sweetie. I'm only trying to help. Tell big sister Laura what happened."

I frowned even deeper into my knees.

"He.. he got drunk with some friends before a dinner date. ...And ..and he …. He cheated on me. The fucking bastard." I mumbled. I felt arms wrap around me in a hug, and a warm hand rub my back soothingly. But that still isn't the worst of it, I thought to myself. He had to, he had to be friends with that fucking asshole. It could have been have been anybody but him. I should have just walked away from him when I had found that out. That and when he had told me that he had just gotten out of a relationship. I should have listened to myself and turned around and went home when those words left his lips. God, I am so un-fucking-believably stupid. I must have looked like a complete god damned fool that night when I went over to his house and found out what had been happening.

A few nights ago.

-Antonio's point of view-

"S-stop it guys." I half slurred half panted out. "I shouldn't have drank tonight."

"Come on, lighten up a bit. It's been awhile since we have all hung out." Retorted Francis. "We miss you after all that has happened between us. You even said you wanted to stay friends."

"Kesesese, yeah and besides, you know your life would be empty without the Awesome Me around." Gilbert added and he ran a finger up the inside of my thigh. "So smooth."

"Ahhh.." I let out. "B-but I have-Ahh...Francis, D-don't.. Hnngh.."

I bit my lip trying to stop to moans from escaping, as his mouth paid special attention to my hardening buds. I can't do this. No. Not right when things are going so well with my Lovi. I need to stop them some how.

"Gilb-bert, F-francis.. please...I'm t-t-trying to ….haaahh.. say something."

Is that Gilbert's tongue. Oh god. It is. Why does he have to use such a talent on me? Now what is this?

"Ohhhh... Giiiiiiillll..."

Just then Francis captures my lips in a invigorating kiss. His hand shoot through my hair. His other still lingers at my chest, lazily drawing figure eights on my nipple. Shit. I have to stop them. Lovi... I pull away from Francis.

"Guys... seriously..." I pant.

Gilbert pulls away from my member peaking through the hole in my boxers; still lightly stroking it.

"I can't do this. You guys know I love you but... But I don't like that. Not anymore."

Francis moves behind me and hugs me from the back, moving away from Gilbert.

"I see." Francis says into my ear, embracing me.

Gilbert tucked me back in my pants. He moved to straddle me, gently holding my face.

"Antonio." Gilbert said. "I... Can't this work out...?"

"We miss you Antonio.. Gil speaks nothing but you."

Gilbert wasn't giving me eye contact. Just looking at me. There was something in his eyes. It wasn't exactly sadness, anger, or jealousy. It was loneliness. He was lonely and incomplete. But unfortunately I'm not the one to make him feel complete, and I could only do my best to make him feel like he is love as a friend.

"Gilbert. Please look at me." He still refused to look me in the eye. "Please Gilbert. You know I care about you. I just can't continue us. It never felt right between us. I'm just happy that we can still be friends, right?" As soon as the words left my mouth, Gilbert's lips were touching my very own. Moving and complying with mine. Why? Why was I kissing back. I can hear him whispering in between the kiss that he loved me still. I let his tongue slip into my mouth as if I didn't have anything to care about. But I did. I knew the time was quickly rising that Lovi would soon be over for our dinner date tonight. But yet, I was kissing Gilbert back as Francis started on my neck. Biting hard enough for to make me emit small noises.

"You... You..YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"

Every one's mouth was soon detached and looking at the man standing in the door way. Groceries were scattered on the floor. I didn't even hear the door open.

"L-Lovi..." I started.

"No. Don't even talk to me. I've seen enough."

"Lovi-"

"Don't call me that. Not anymore, fucking bastard. You know what don't even think about calling me anymore."

I tried by best to get up and walk towards him but my pants were still undone causing me to stifle a bit.

"Please, listen to me. I'm sorry. I tried to tell them that you were coming over but they didn't listen to me. And also we had a few drinks earlier, I didn't want them to drive home like that and-"

I paused. I'm going have to tell him what happened. "Hey, Gil, Francis can you guys leave for a few minutes so I can talk."

"...yea..." Gilbert responded and walked out, Francis followed.

"Hn~ Goodbye Lovi~" Francis said and left.

"Tch." Lovino reacted. He looked a little nervous around him.

"Lovi-"

"I said don't call me that!"

"Fine then um.. Mi Tesoro, I am sorry. I don't know what you want me to say but I am truly sorry. I am at fault and there isn't a good enough explanation on this world to give to you. All I can do is just ask for your forgiveness. But I know that wont be easily achieved." Lovi just stood there as I awaited for him to respond.

"You are a despicable, disgusting person. I hate you. You can get your worthless crap from my house tomorrow." Lovi then just turned around and started walking away.

"Wait! Come back!" I hear myself shouting. But he isn't turning back around like I want him to. That's when my feet quickly follow him. I grab his arm and spin him around, pinning him to the wall next to us. "I said wait." My lips crash on to his. I just want him to forgive me, even if he wont take me back. But Lovi pulled away from me. My heart sank.

"D-don't touch me. Bastard." Lovi spat out and walked away.

Still leaning on the wall. "But..."

I love you.

A/N: -nervous laughter- Hahaha... Don't hate me for doing that to the Bad Touch Trio. I am a hardcore PruSpa shipper. It sorta breaks my heart to do that to poor Gilly. All the PruSpa on FF is one sided just about. Maybe I should fix that. BUT this story is SPAMANO.

This story is also only half beta'd. My beta read half as I was typing it and then fell asleep or something. I dunno. I have a lazy beta. She only Beta's when she feels like it.

AUGH! I wasn't even able to get my Valentine's Day FF up in time either. Its so long. (Heh-heh.. Said the actress to the bishop) I can always change it and just upload pointless smut. Whatever.

Review's feed my will to upload faster.