"Italy, you're so cute!" Spain said as he hugged him tightly. He could feel Romano's cold stare from the other side of the room and chose not say anything. "Big brother Spain, Im thirsty. Can you get me a glass of water?" Feliciano asked, hoping the Spaniard would stop being all over him. He smiled at his brother. "Fratello, it's nice to see you again," he said and the older brother scoffed. He has been spending an awful long time with Spain. We're they banging? No, Lovino is way too religious.

"You know, the other day Roma was telling me something interesting," Spain said handing him a glass of water. "He says he's been practicing the violin, is that true?" He asked with a cheerful smile. "Yes, Fratello is really good at it!" He said. Of course he was. He had a natural gift. He also had the better singing voice and was a better flirt. Feliciano envied him. He was strong and independent and handsome. His sharp features made him look meaner and he had a beautiful skin tone.

He spent the day with Spain and Romano before Germany picked him up. "Germany, do you want to stay for dinner?" Feliciano asked as he dropped him off home. "It gets kinda lonely here without fratello," he said giving a pout. Germany agreed and the two went inside. He made pasta and ate together with his German friend.

Germany was tall and buff. He had beautiful eyes and a deep voice. How does not sleep with women every night with those looks? Oh right, he was awkward and possibly gay. "Germany, why aren't you ever with any women?" "Huh? Well I don't see the need. Besides I kind of like someone already," he replied flushing red. "Oh, is it Hungary?" He asked teasingly. "Nein." "Ukraine?" "Again, nein." "Then perhaps you don't like women. Maybe you prefer someone like Japan?" "What? Why would you even think I like Japan? He is my friend." Germany said drinking his beer. "Oh, then can it possibly be me?" Feliciano looked up at him with big innocent eyes. "Surely not, because we are friends too. Right?" He said teasingly.

Germany flushed red and looked at his small Italian friend. "I like you, Ludwig," Feliciano said scooting closer. The two leaned in and were soon in a very heated kiss. When Feliciano pulled away he could see Ludwig bright red and breathing heavily. "Ludwig, can you be my first?" Feliciano asked flushing red.

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Feliciano woke up the next morning sore. He could feel Germany's large arm around him as he snuggled him closely. The room was dark and quiet and Feliciano sighed.

Why was this so painful? So much for being Catholic. God surely wouldn't forgive him now. He couldn't bring himself to care though. Where was his god when he needed him? Where was he when his first love went to war? Where was he when his grandfather was suffering or when his people were? Where was he when Feliciano was doubting his life?

He shifted and could feel the pain shoot through his body as he sat up. He stood up and wobbled into the bathroom. He turned the water on and let it get hot. He could see the finger marks, bruised into his waist. He went into the shower and scrubbed hard. He could still feel the sin all over his body as the remaining liquid slowly oozed out of him. He still felt dirty, but he didn't care.

He came out and Ludwig was already dressed. "Ve~ thanks for a good night, Ludwig," he said hugging the other man. "Ja. So are we... Dating now?" Germany asked flushing red. "Yeah, I guess so." "I see! Well I have to go back home. I'll uh, text you when I get home," he said giving a small peck on Feliciano's cheek and leaving.

Feliciano sighed as he slowly sat back down. He was tired and didn't want to get up. He loved his brother but he hoped he wouldn't come home yet. Then he would have to get up and make dinner. Then again... He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Bonjour~" France said as he picked up the phone. "Big brother France. Can you bring me dinner? No, I don't want to get up. I'm not sick, just had a...hard...night. okay I'll see you soon."

...

"Fratello, can you pose for me?" Feliciano said looking over to his brother. "Huh? No way. Don't you have better things to paint?" Romano said looking at his brother coldly.

"But you're so handsome, I want to paint you," Feliciano said happily. "Don't bother trying to flatter me, bastard. I'm busy today anyways. Maybe tomorrow," Romano said moving about the house. "Promise?" "Ugh Feli. Fine, Si I promise." Romano answered putting on his coat.

"Where are you going?" He asked. "Out. I'll bring dinner tonight," Romano said before grabbing his keys and walking out. Romano seemed busy lately. He would leave for hours and show up late at night wearing a fancy suit. Feliciano often wondered where he went but Lovino never told him.

Night came and Romano came home with a bandaged arm and take out. "What happened?" Feliciano asked looking at his arm. "Nothing, just eat, bastard." Romano silently ate and Feliciano watched him. What was going on? He was worried and he didn't want his brother getting into trouble.

The next day Romano came home from shopping and Feliciano hugged him. "You promised today," he said with a pout. "Si, I did," Romano said putting down the bags he held. He allowed his younger brother to pull him into his art studio and watched him get the paint.

Feliciano watched as his brother posed ridiculously and said "how's this?" Feliciano couldn't help but laugh. It was times like this he wanted to be alive. The times when Romano smiled so freely. The times when he had a brush in his hand and a beautiful view in front of him. He opened his eyes and studied his brother. He was beautiful and Feliciano loved him. But what he was feeling... Was it really sibling love... Or something different? He didn't know.

He looked at his brother and his soft tanned skin made his throat tighten. His beautiful hard eyes entranced him, like a deer watching the headlights of a car get closer, but he wouldn't be that deer. He would jump into the safety of the forest before he was trapped beneath that car. He thought... No, he wasn't the deer, Lovino was. He's the delicate animal that runs from any sound that hints danger, but would fight if the moment called for it.

He was the deer that was strong and proud yet delicate and sensitive at the same time. Lovino was a deer, a beautiful creature that belongs far from evil humans. He will drink from the river of life and eat from the earth that is him. Feliciano was the deer entranced by the lights that were sin, and he did not move when it came foward and hit him.

Feliciano was pulled from his thoughts by a sudden stop in his motion. He looked at the canvas and couldn't remember starting. He was satisfied though. He had painted the deer that is Lovino and he was sure it was his best work. His brother looked at it and hit him. "What is this? I'm not a deer, Feliciano. I sat there for hours you know," Lovino said angrily. "I think I got you pretty well. The deer represents you Fratello," he explained and Lovino gave in. "Can I keep it?" Lovino asked and Feliciano agreed. He loved his brother and would give him anything. Isn't that the way to love?

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Woah, did I just go Itacest? Yup! Enjoy it while you can Itacest fans!

This is going to get really dark soon.

Another thing I don't think this one will go to 25 chapters. Maybe about 10 at most