Nonno said that he would take the day off and that Feliciano shouldn't worry and go to school. Feliciano, even though he really didn't want to, listened to his grandfather. It wasn't that he didn't trust Nonno, no of course he did, but still… Lovi never got sick so this was new to Feliciano.

Feliciano, who was lost in his thoughts, continued to walk to school and unfortunately bumped in to someone.

"Ouch..Ve! I'm so s-sorry…are you ok? I'm sorry!" He stuttered. Oh god, when he looked up at the person he bumped into, he saw that he was very tall, well-muscled, blonde and had piercing, beautiful blue eyes.

"Yes, I'm fine", he answered, "But you should be more careful." This older boy had a beautiful voice too!

"Oh, yes, I'll be more careful from now on~" Feliciano said with a smile "My name is Feliciano Vargas, what's yours?" he asked, since he had no friends here yet Feliciano thought that perhaps this guy could be.

"Ludwig. Ludwig Bielschmidt."

"So you went home with her?" Gilbert asked pouting a little since he had been abandoned at their night out.

"Ah, it's me we're talking about, what do you think, mon ami?~" Francis answered. They continued talking about the events of last night, but Antonio didn't care this time. His thoughts were somewhere else, he was thinking about the boy he had met the night before, Lovino.

He couldn't stop wondering if they would meet again, Antonio felt so stupid for not asking for Lovi's (as he liked to call him) number, though he had barely gotten his name… Antonio hoped that Lovi would attend to this school, but he knew that the chances were small, so he just replayed every word Lovi had said, everything that they had done… but it was strange 'cause Antonio didn't know why he felt like this, why he couldn't stop thinking about him.

Then, one their way the next class, Antonio saw him. Well, all he saw was his back, but he saw that curl sticking out from his hair. 'No one has a curl like that', but something saw different, he was clinging to a tall blond guy and by the way he had acted around Antonio that seemed strange. A flow of jealousy ran thru him and just as he was about to call out his name Gilbert spoke,

"Hey, Lud!" The tall blond turn around and so did 'Lovino'.

"Hello Bruder." Ludwig answered, "Oh, who is this cute creature?" Francis asked with a glint in his eyes. The all too happy boy answered with a big smile on his face

"Ciao, I'm Feliciano! But you can call me Feli if you want, ve~". Wait, what?, Antonio inspected the boy with his eyes, he seemed smaller than Lovino, his hair lighter, his eyes had a different color, his curl was on the opposite side and his attitude was completely different!

The others had continued talking and Antonio came back just as Feliciano was telling them about his situation

"Ve, Fratello is sick today and this was going to be our first day here. I was so scared and that's when I bumped in to Luddy!" The blond got a faint blush from the nickname. 'Oh! Oh…That explains a lot' Antonio thought to himself. But just to make sure, he had to ask "Your brother's name wouldn't happen to be Lovino, right?" The little Italian's eyes widened, "You know fratello?!" Feliciano grabbed Antonio's hands, he couldn't believe this, they had just moved here and Lovino already knew someone?

"Y-yeah, well…umm, we only met last night, but I guess…" Antonio didn't really know how to answer, this boy was just so cute~, looking at him with these big eyes and even holding his hands!

"Ve! I know, would you like to come over to our house after school? I bet fratello would be so happy!"

"Yeah sure, if it's alright?" Feliciano laughed "Of course! Oh, I forgot to ask your name."

"It's Antonio~"

xxx

Lovino was starting to feel a little better, his head didn't hurt as much as before but his throat hurt like hell. "Water…" He said but was only met silence. Nonno wasn't home, he had work to do. Of course he told Feli that he would stay home, just so the boy wouldn't worry, but work was more important than Lovino and Lovino knew that. Though he thought he saw some doubt in Nonno's eyes when he left the house, but must have been his imagination.

Lovino poured a glass of water and just as he was going to drink it, he heard the door unlock and some happy chatting.

"Ve~ I'm so happy you decided to come, I bet he will be really happy! You're the first guest here~"

"Really? What an honor~" A familiar voice laughed, Lovino nearly choked, t-this couldn't be… no, no way! He had only met him last night there's no way-

"Ve~ Fratello! Look who I met in school!" Lovino froze and dropped his glass. There was a crash and shards flew everywhere.

"B-bastardo…?" Lovino mumbled completely stunned, while Antonio ran forward and grabbed him, "Are you alright, Lovino?" Antonio checked for any injuries and sighed in relief when he didn't find any. When Lovino didn't move Antonio started to worry. "Lovi, answer me!"

"Who gave you permission to call me that?!" Lovino head butted Antonio. "So? Why the hell did you bring this bastardo here?" The older Vargas asked the younger, while Antonio tried to act like it didn't hurt that much. "I just thought that since you're sick you would want to see a friend." Feliciano answered and started walking toward the door, "H-hey, where do you think you're going?"
"I'm going over to Luddy, I just had to drop of 'Tonio first~ Play nice fratello, ciao~" And like that Lovino was alone with Antonio.

Rage filling the Italian, he turned around and glared at the Spaniard "Oi, bastardo. Who. The. Hell. Is.'Luddy'?!"

"You should really pick a cuter nickname for me, Lovi. This one is so not cute." Antonio pouted and Lovino was about to answer when his throat failed him and he started coughing. Antonio quickly ran to the younger boy and helped him sit down. He ran his hand over Lovino's back and mumbled words to make him feel better. When Lovino finally stopped coughing he pushed the Spaniard away, "I'm fine now, so let go of me" Antonio eyed him with disbelief,

"Are you sure? You don't sound okay."

"I'm sure."

And silence fell in the room. Great this was what Lovino had feared, he was no good at socializing with people so this always happened. Lovino let out a sigh and started cleaning up the glass shards.

"Ah, you seem tired; maybe this wasn't a good idea…" Antonio suddenly said.

"Nah, I'm fine. So why did you come here?" Wait, had Lovino said it was fine? Was he really okay with this? God, he really must've been sick.

"Oh, I've wanted to see you again since last night and then I met Feli", Lovino flinched at the nickname, "in school and so I was really happy that I would get the chance to see you again~"

"W-wait, you wanted to see me again? Even after last night?"

"Well, yes of course! Why wouldn't I?" Antonio tilted his head a little as he spoke,

"Fine, whatever. So you want to watch a movie or something?"

"You're not going to kick me out?"

"No, I mean you took your time to come here, so the only descent thing to do is to accept it, besides Feliciano would nag at me if I did." Lovino made his way to the living room and Antonio followed.

They ended up having a great time, the movie they watched was some stupid comedy/horror that sucked, which made it more fun. They laughed and talked and even though Lovino would start coughing sometimes, Antonio was always by his side. This made Lovino feel all warm inside. 'Is this how it feels to have a friend? No, somehow this feels different, this feels…'

Lovino looked over to Antonio, he hadn't thought about it before but he was pretty good looking. The shape of his body, that curly brown hair and those eyes, those magical eyes that Lovino couldn't forget. All of a sudden Antonio turned and met Lovino's eyes. They just stared at each other, a blush was starting to form on Lovino's face and he opened his mouth to say something when the door slammed open,

"Feli, Lovino, I'm hoooomeee~"

Roma, who didn't get any replay walked further in the house, "Feliciano? Lovin-"He stopped talking when he found his grandson and some unknown boy in his living room.

"Oh, who do we have here?" Antonio rose from his seat and walked over to Roma.

"Antonio Ferandez Carriedo, pleased to meet you." Antonio reached out his hand, Roma however didn't take it.

"Roma Vargas and may I ask you how you know my grandson?" It was nothing against the strange boy; it was just that Lovino had never had friends so this was new.

"Oh, we go to the same school."

"Lovino, you went to school today?!" Roma snapped at Lovino.

"No I didn't, Feli brought him here!" The boy snapped back.

"Oh? So then—"

"We met last night actually." Antonio interrupted. 'Oh...' Roma thought to himself before he started talking again,

"Is that so? I'm terribly sorry about not welcoming you myself, but if you excuse me I would like a word with my grandson alone." Roma smiled a bright smile.

"Of course," Antonio smiled equally bright and then turned around to face Lovino "See you tomorrow?"

"Y-yeah..." And with that Antonio left.

"So? Where is Feli?" Roma asked as soon as Antonio left the house,

"He's at a friend house…"

"Oh, so he made a new friend as well? That's good to hear. Are you hungry?" He asked as he made his way to the kitchen. "Yeah, a little." Lovino answered and followed his grandfather.

xxx

Lovino was setting the table as his grandfather started speaking, "So, this Antonio, he seems like a good guy."

"Maybe, it's not like I care about him or anything."

"Oh? You don't?"

Lovino turned and stared at Roma. "He's a bastard, so why would I care?" This made Roma stop with what he was doing and stare back at Lovino,

"Then wouldn't it be better if you stayed away from him?"

Lovino, shocked from the words, couldn't think of a way to replay and as he opened his mouth, his cellphone rang.

"Ve~ Fratello?"

"Y-yeah?"

"I'm on my way home now, so save some pasta for me, okay?"

"S-sure…"

"Fratello? Is everything alright?"

"Yes, it's nothing. I'm hungry so hurry up." After they said goodbye, they both hung up.

"Was that Feli?" Roma asked.

"Yeah, he's on his way home."

"Let's wait for him then."

xxx

Even though Roma and Feliciano were chatting away happily, the air in the room was awkward. Lovino couldn't stop thinking about what Roma had said,

'Then wouldn't it be better if you stayed away from him?'

Just what had he meant with that? Roma wasn't someone who easily hated people, they only time he did hate someone was when that person had done something bad, really bad. So what had Antonio done? Lovino had stopped eating at one point and that made Feliciano worry a little.

"Lovi? Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, stop bugging me!" Lovino snapped back.

"Okay…" Feliciano was unfortunately used to this behavior of his brother. "So, this Ludwig," Roma started to change the subject, "Is he a nice guy?"

"Yes," Feliciano smiled brightly, "He's very kind and nice and wonderful. Oh! And he is German-", Lovino slammed his hands on the table as he rose from his seat.

"German?! This guy is…German?!"

Feliciano realized his mistake about mentioning this and tried to calm his brother down, "Y-yes he is. B-but he is very nice and I don't think he would…you know like—"

"I DON'T WANT YOU NEAR THIS GUY EVER AGAIN!" Lovino yelled and now Roma slammed his hands on the table, "STOP THIS, LOVINO! You can't judge people like that. I get it, I understand that you want to protect your fratello but-"

"Exactly!" Lovino turned to face Roma, "I'm protecting him, so I want Feli to stay the fuck away from that guy!"

"LOVINO VARGAS! I will not accept this behavior from you; I'm guessing you're still a little drained from being sick so why don't you go to bed?" The tone of his voice might have been nice and sweet, but the look Roma gave Lovino told him otherwise.

Lovino sighed, "Yeah, whatever…" He went out of the kitchen and straight to his bedroom.

A little while later Feliciano knocked on Lovino's door, "Fratello? Can I come in?" Lovino did not answer so Feliciano open the door slightly. With no reaction from his brother he walked in. He sat on the floor next to Lovino's bed, "Thank you." He said, "For what?" Lovino finally said. "I know I'm the reason you don't like Germans, I know it's because of him…" Feliciano didn't really like to talk about it so Lovino answered quickly, "Of course! He was a bastard to you, so what I don't get is how you became friends with this 'Ludwig'."

"Because they're not the same, they're nothing alike."

"You don't even remember that guy."

"I know, but I can tell that they're not the same, just because they're both from Germany doesn't make them the same."

"…But still…"

"Fratello, it's not the same, you should meet Luddy before you say anything. Yes, let's meet him together tomorrow~" Lovino sat up in his bed and frowned at Feliciano, "You want me to meet that potato bastard? Why do you think I would want that?!"

"He's my friend and I don't want you to hate him."

Knowing he couldn't win this argument he agreed, "Now get out, I want to sleep."

"Okay, bounanotte."

Lovino was not going to get much sleep tonight; he had plans to make about the potato bastard.