AN:

Sorry this is being posted so late (I got caught up re-watching HetaOni with a friend).

Thanks to those who favourited and followed the last chapter!

Okay so I tried to make this chapter a little longer than the last one (I know, I know it was short)and it more or less just turned into a jumbled wordy mess. Sorry this chapter kinda sucks, and is just sort of half filler and half necessary.

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~Enjoy~

Lovino eyed his brother skeptically trying to read the emotions on his face. For once they were indecipherable, well hidden beneath a mask of pure sadness. Italy paused, unable to speak, and avoided his brothers searching eyes trying to keep a calm face. "Oi, spit it out already Feliciano, you are taking too long," Lovino complained annoyed with his brother's reaction to something he wanted to tell him.

Feliciano's face became even more worried his brows furrowed as he thought about best to word the new information .He held back the tears and looked into Lovino's eyes trying to find the courage he lacked. "You nearly died Lovino…" he said his eyes betrayed him and let a tear fall.

Lovino sighed exasperated with his brother's weakness and overreaction, "I know that idiot, I am in a fucking hospital with three broken ribs, of course I nearly died," Feliciano looked stunned and hurt at his reaction causing Lovino to calm almost immediately, "I mean I am alive right?" Feliciano nodded hesitantly not taking his eyes off of the ground. "Then there isn't a problem and everything is okay, don't dwell on what was possible, focus on what actually happened" Lovino was not sure if he was trying to convince his brother of this or himself, either way it did not have the desired effect.

Feliciano's eyes flashed something unreadable and his tears stopped nearly instantly "No, Fratello, you nearly died," there was something different in his eyes as he looked at his brother sadder than before, Lovino had the sneaking suspicion that this was not what his brother really wanted to tell him, but it didn't really matter. "Someone saved you," Feliciano searched his brother's eyes for any sign of a reaction to this news, finding none in his statuesque features. "When you were in the road a bystander saw what was about to happen and he saved you, he pushed you out of the way." No emotion played in the elder brothers eyes as his gaze shifted. "If it weren't for him you would be dead Fratello," that time the word hung in the air with more meaning than it had held before, how close had he had really come to death?

"What," was all Lovino could choke out, unable to finish his sentence 'What are you not telling me?' he asked in his mind searching Feliciano for any sign that might even remotely give the answer away. Then there was his reaction to the statement itself, 'I would be dead if not for some guy that I do not know and probably never will…' He couldn't even bear his own thoughts as they swirled with questions that he was unable to ask and that Feliciano would never be able to answer. His mind was captivated by the stranger's actions trying to understand what he did and why.

Feliciano was not one to miss the confused, but panicked, worry that took over his brother's eyes in that moment. He could not hope understand how it felt to be in that position, your life being valued higher above another, by that individual, this was a rare enough occurrence but this bravery for a stranger was an alien idea. After seeing the worry in his brother's eyes Feliciano rushed to console him, making him fully aware of the situation, "But he is okay Fratello, he is okay and you are too, and that is all that matters." Feliciano's attempt at a consoling smile failed and earned him a glare from Lovino, which Feliciano continued in spite of, "He has a sprained wrist from where you two fell, and the car ran over his foot, but aside from that he is fine, and you are alive, so it is okay and you don't have to worry about anything but getting better."

Lovino's eyes grew cold and he stared at his brother in utter disbelief, shocked at how stupid he was being, "He is okay Feliciano? I fail to see how a crushed foot and sprained wrist qualify as okay." Lovino's rant began picking up speed as all of his pent up emotions deciding to escape in the form of anger. "And, oh just because I am actually alive, does not mean that I have nothing to worry about, I'm not okay I'm injured, and what about paying for these hospital bills, huh? Did that idea ever even cross your pea-sized brain or was that too complicated of an idea for it to comprehend?"

Feliciano flinched at a few of these remarks, hurt being the only emotion showing in his eyes and Lovino deflated. Guilt automatically seized Lovino's mind, guilt for causing his brother pain and guilt for getting into this situation in the first place. He sighed, defeated by his brother's damn innocence that Lovino was convinced could cause a ruler to bend itself to his every whim. He searched for an apology for his unnecessary words "I'm sorry Feli, it's just this is kind of a stress full situation for me, okay?" His only goal being to fix his brother's emotions, when Feliciano didn't react but with a nod of his head Lovino knew something was definitely wrong, but we was unsure if pushing the subject was what the emotionally wrought out boy needed. He decided against it, settling instead to calm the crying Italian by his side "Feli, it will be alright, okay?" he tried and the addressed nodded his head meekly much to the agitation of his older counterpart. "I will get better, and I will get better as quickly as I can, and everything will go back to normal," none of his attempts were working but the younger of the two slowly regained emotion despite his eyes still being plagued by the film of a secret.

Lovino decided that a change of topic would be necessary to lift his brother's spirits, and he cautiously asked "So do you have any idea how long I have to stay here?" and braced himself for the answer. The young Italians mood greatly improved at this question, which made his brother slightly hopeful about the answer.

"Ve! Thank you Fratello, I nearly forgot! The doctor said that when you wake up I need to get her so that she can check on you and run a few tests, but after the tests are done then you get to go home that same day! So you could be going home as soon as tomorrow as long as the tests don't take too much time to develop." The younger Italian's excitement about this news was obvious as he was nearly bouncing off the wall with each new word. "I am so happy fratello, it's been so lonely without yo-" Feliciano stopped short suddenly aware of what he had nearly let slip, much to Lovino's irritation.

"Is there something you are not telling me Feliciano?" Lovino cooed his question trying to avoid the same panicked meltdown he had seen earlier that evening. The younger Italian's eyes grew wide afraid of telling his brother and he shook his head urgently unable to reply to the accusation properly.

"God damn it Feli, I know you are lying to me spit it out." Lovino's voice was hard but loving and full of as much worried as his younger sibling, who only continued animatedly shaking his head at the request.

Something clicked in the elder's mind as to what the younger could be hiding, he placed a hand on Feli's shoulder and looked him in the eye, demanding answer "Feliciano, how long have I been in the hospital?"

He was not sure whether or not he wanted to know the answer based on Feliciano's reaction, but after a time the younger recovered from the shock of being asked such a question as he tried to figure out how to word his answer. He began stuttering out a reply "Oh, that, um well, uh, y-you see, uh, you've been unconscious for …" his voice dropping off and becoming an unintelligible whisper at the end. Feliciano secretly hoped his brother wouldn't ask him to clarify, of course, all of his hopes were dashed when his brother replied.

"What was that? I couldn't understand you, you are mumbling too much," Lovino said trying to pry the answer out of his suddenly quiet, secretive little brother. He locked eyes with his brother "I need to know this Feli, you know I do." Feliciano's resolve of silence shattered at this, however he broke the eye contact choosing instead to stare out the window at the bustling town below.

"Oh I'm sorry, I tend to do that when I'm nervous or have to talk about a serious subject, you know how I am. Sometimes I just go running off at the mouth and will just talk and talk and talk for nothing more than filling space." Feliciano's gaze returned to the room but avoided looking at his brother at all costs. He rambled about nothing , just wanting to build up the words between now and the truth, he hoped to postpone revealing of the answer in any way shape or form as long as he could. He kept on rambling until he noticed the death glare coming off of his brother and he finally made his way back around to his point. "Um well, I guess that I kind of need to answer the question again at some point," he laughed at this comment himself while his brother's scowl only deepened. "So yeah, how long have you been in the hospital, well," Feliciano paused momentarily it's been just a little over three weeks," his voice dropped off at the end again but this time it was audible.

Lovino's head spun and he collapsed back on the bed hazel eyes wide and flooded with hundreds of unreadable emotions. He collapsed back in on himself, It had been three weeks? Three weeks stuck in a hospital with his only outside contact being his brother. Lovino's mind continued to spin and threatened to pull him back into unconsciousness. He tried to find his voice and it came out as barely more than a whisper "Is there anything else I need to know?" His voice was choked and his eyes were losing focus on reality but he could still see his brother's worried face leaning over him, squeezing his hand with all his strength, and begging for Lovino to stay, not to leave him again. Desperate to help Feliciano began asking if he needed to get the doctor, when there was no response but his brother's fading presence his eyes grew even wider with worry. He dropped his brother's hand and ran out of the room in a panic to get the doctor anyway.

The blackness grappled for a way to pull him back into its once comforting grasp, but this time he fought back. Lovino put up futile resistance to succumbing to the inevitability of the blackness, arguing with his own mind trying to regain control on the situation. His mind kept spinning as he sunk further and further into the once enticing nothingness, his head screaming all the way 'No, no I just woke up! I can't go back there! I don't want to go back there! I need to be here, I need to protect Feliciano!' Despite the screaming of his mind he was pulled under and surrounded by nothing, floating once again in an empty sea of black, searching for a way out. His mind quickly shut itself off unable to even think or move him and he just floated there amongst the nothing, hoping to avoid merging with it.

AN:

So yeah, like I said this chapter not particularly good, hopefully the next chapter will be better. I don't know when it might be posted, if not tomorrow then definitely by Monday.

I apologise for how OOC these characters are

I also apologise for how it ended... I lost my train of thought halfway through... And really sorry for how short the chapters are THEY WILL GET LONGER EVENTUALLY I PROMISE YOU THIS!