A/N: Hi guys! My internet lives to see another week. So that's good!

I kinda forgot it was Wednesday til about 10'oclock at night…so….yeah. That's why this is a bit late. And then Thursday I got home from work and didn't want to do anything. Sorry for that!

Anyway, enjoy the chapter!

Lovino's POV

3 Weeks Later

"I fucking hate you guys."

"We know, Lovino."

"Just making sure you fucking know that, asshole."

"Lovino…"

I tone out both of the German's. There really isn't much of a fucking point to listen to them. Besides, I don't want to be bitching…er…conversing with them when someone finally opens the fucking door.

Nonno had apparently written a mini-will thing that stated that either me or Feli were to go to a specific house in California on the off chance that something were to happen to him.

Or course, I didn't fucking know that it was almost like a fucking orphanage. Pretty much a bunch of kids live in the same fucking house and shit like that.

I knock on the door again. I'm starting to really get frustrated now. Like really really fucking frustrated. It's fucking raining like none fucking other and it's pissing me off.

Finally, someone opens the Goddamned door. He's probably around seventeen or eighteen. He has long blond hair and blue eyes. As soon as he sees Gilbert, his face lights up. "Gilbert! Mon ami, what are you doing here?"

Gilbert, who had been talking to Ludwig, turns towards the voice. "Francis?! That you?" I soon find myself back by Ludwig as Gilbert pretty much shoves me out of the way. "Holy shit! I thought I would never see you again! Man, it's good to see ya!"

Francis is grinning from ear to ear. "I couldn't agree more! But…why are you here?"

"Opa sent me and Luddy to watch Lovino here." Gilbert suddenly drags me forward.

"Lovino? He looks really familiar for some reason…" Francis is studying my face closely. "Have I met you before? I don't think I would forget a face like yours so easily…"

I try to back away slightly. "I…"

Gilbert looks at Francis seriously. "You haven't met him. And if you touch him Elizabeta is going to kill me, so don't screw with him. Please, man. I value my life."

"Did she specifically say for me not to 'screw with him' as you have so creatively put it?"

"Well…"

"Exactly!" Francis grins again. "If she didn't say anything in particular she can't get mad!"

Before Gilbert can continue with what he was going to say, I cut in. "Hey, bastards, can we go in now? I'm fucking cold…"

Francis steps aside. "Yeah. Come on in."

First thing I am greeted with when I walk into the house is a teen jumping in front of me and screaming. "Yo, Francis, who're the new dudes?" He has dirty blond hair that is mostly tame aside from a random strand of hair going up. He has bright blue eyes behind a pair of glasses and a huge grin on his face.

Francis turns and looks at the boy. "Ah, Alfred. They're names are Ludwig," he points to the potato bastard, "Gilbert," points to albino bastard, "and this adorable one is Lovino." He finally points to me.

"I'm not adorable you fuck face!" I growl at him.

Alfred grabs my arm. "Cool! Well, Imma go show this guy around if that's okay with you guys!"

And that's how I managed to find myself on a tour by the self-proclaimed 'hero'.

First, Alfred leads me to the library. There is a group of boys sitting around one of the tables. "Alright! So at the table you got Arthur. He's from England!" He points to a boy with large bushy eyebrows over glaring green eyes with very messy blond hair, "Next to him is Kiku. He came here from Japan." Kiku has black hair framing his brown eyes. Alfred points out a boy with long hair tied back, "That is Yao, Kiku's adoptive brother. He's from China." He then points out a kid with short black hair and a wild curl coming off of his head with what looks like a face in it. "That kid is Im Yong Soo, but everyone calls him Yong Soo. He's Kiku's younger brother, also adopted, and from South Korea." He points out the last kid. He has blond hair and eyebrows like Arthur, but blue eyes. "Finally, that is Peter. He is Arthur's younger brother."

Alfred then drags me off to another room. This one was the living room. There's two people sitting on one of the couches and watching television. He points out a girl with short blonde hair. "That little girl is Lili. Be careful though, he brother will hurt anyone who so much as dares to glance at her." He then points to a boy next to Lili, with hair very similar to hers. "That's Vash, Lili's bro. He has this huge ass gun collection, so I suggest avoiding him."

"And here is the kitchen! Not many people come in here. Mostly just Yao and Francis. By the way, Arthur isn't allowed in here, and I strongly suggest not eating anything he makes."

I nod. "Good to know. Hey, bastard, where's my room?"

Alfred looks at me and grins. "You're rooming with me and Mattie!"

"What."

"Yup! We were told yesterday that some new kids were coming and that one 'Lovino Vargas' would be sharing a room with us! Isn't that awesome!"

I roll my eyes. "Depends on your definition of 'awesome'."

Alfred smacks me on my back. "You're pretty funny, Lovino! By the way, why is there a dog following you?"

I glance down and see Zero next to me. "He isn't a dog. He's a wolf. And that's because he's mine. I adopted him."

"I…see. Well!" Alfred grins and drags me off again. "I'll introduce you to Mattie and then I'll take you to our room!"

I sigh, realizing there really isn't much of a way out of this one. Soon, we're standing in the dining room. Two boys are sitting in some of the chairs, eating quietly. "Yo! Mattie!" Alfred yells. One of the boy's heads snaps up and looks at us. He has wavy blond hair to his chin and a random curl from the top of his head. He has a pair of purple eyes from behind a pair of glasses. In his arms is a little white bear.

"A-Al…I told you not to yell inside…" He has the quietest voice, Goddamn!

Alfred laughs. "Aw, c'mon, Mattie! Hey, this here is Lovino!" He points to me. "He's gonna be roomin' with us!"

'Mattie' sighs. "I know, Al, I was in the room when we were told…"

"Oh yeah. You're so quiet, sometimes I forget where you're at!"

Mattie sighs again then turns towards me. "I'm sorry about him. I'm Matthew. Al usually calls me Mattie."

Alfred laughs again. "That's cause you're my bro!"

I look at the other boy in the room. He's huge, not like fat huge, but like tall huge. He has an intimidating aura around him, and almost seems to be glaring at everything around him. He has blue eyes behind a pair of glasses and short blond hair. "Who's that?" I ask.

Alfred looks over by the boy and then back at me. "That's Berwald. He's really quiet. Pretty much only Tino talks to him." Alfred looks around the room. "Speaking of Tino, I wonder where he went?"

Matthew speaks up. "He went to put his dishes away."

"I see. Oh! There he is!" Alfred grins and waves at a short boy with light blond hair and purple eyes. "Tino! Come meet the new dude!" Tino looks at Alfred and walks over to us.

"Hi! I'm Tino. What's your name?"

"Lovino."

"Where are you from?" Man, this guy is curious.

"Italy. Specifically the south."

"But did you move here from Italy?"

"N-no…I moved here from Chicago. Wait, how did you know that I didn't move here directly from Italy?"

Alfred suddenly laughs. "Sorry, Tino, but we better take this guy to his room, he seems to be tired from the trip!" Alfred drags me out of the room.

Meanwhile…

Francis watches Alfred drag Lovino off to show him around. "Gilbert, what aren't you telling me?"

Gilbert snickers. "What're you talking about, Franny? The awesome me doesn't keep things from people!"

Francis glances at Gilbert. "That kid looks familiar. Like really really familiar."

"So?"

"And there are specific people who come to this house. You know that everyone will get suspicious of him."

"Again. So?"

"And don't think I didn't see Antonio following him. There is something special with that boy, and I will figure it out."

A/N: I do have plans for more people to show up. These guys just live in the house with Lovi and everyone.

Francis isn't evil or anything, he just wants to know what the hell is going on. He's one of the oldest kids in the house, so he wants to be the 'Big Brother' and make sure no one gets hurt. So yup! I realize I lied about Lovi going to school this chapter. Sorry! Regardless, leave a review. I love hearing what you guys say!

Lovino Vargas: 16 years

Feliciano Vargas: 16 years

Elizabeta Héderváry: 28 years

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo: 17 years

Gilbert Beilschmidt: 17 years

Ludwig Beilschmidt: 16 years (He's supposed to be 16. Typo before this!)

Francis Bonnefoy: 17 (almost 18) years.

Alfred F. Jones: 16 years

Arthur Kirkland: 16 years

Kiku Honda: 16 years

Yao Wang: 17 years

Im Yong Soo: 15 years

Peter Kirkland: 12 years

Lili Zwingli: 13 years

Vash Zwingli: 15 years

Matthew Williams: 16 years

Berwald Oxenstierna: 17 years

Tino Väinämöinen: 17 years

So yes! Review and I will see you guys next week! Bye bye!