Chapter 7

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no! thought Feliciano. This was going to be the fifth time he was late to class. Ludwig hadn't woken him up on time.

Feliciano skidded around a corner in his dorm and ran faster. Feliciano was always tired in the morning, his nighttime activities always wore him out-but always made Ludwig satisfied. The Italian boy had grown up with Ludwig, but he didn't remember their childhood as well as Feliciano did.

Feliciano remembered it very well. Ludwig had been very shy at first. He had been visiting from Germany. His parents were on a business trip, which left him with nothing else to do then to go to the park. The young boys had accidentally bumped into each other-rubbing at the bruises that had quickly formed on their foreheads-and then their eyes had met. Ludwig had thought Feliciano was a girl and fell in love at first sight. (It was all Elizaveta's doing; she would always make Feliciano dress up in the girly dresses she didn't like to wear).

The two boys would meet at the same spot-a grassy plane with a multitude of flowers. They had painted together, played tag together, and even ate lunch together.

The German boy had stuttered his confession only after knowing Feliciano for a few short weeks. Feliciano had felt the same, and told him so.

Feliciano slowed his fast past to a walk, now at the hallway near his classroom. Ludwig still doesn't remember what had happened to him seven years ago. His name was Lucas, and he had been a sweet boy. He had gone back to Germany with his parents, leaving only an address that he could send letters too. Feliciano had tried sending letters, but never received a reply.

One chilly day in the fall, a year after they had met, Feliciano saw Lucas walking in the street with a man with short black hair. Feliciano had run up to Lucas, excited to see his friend again. The Italian boy had gripped his hands, bouncing up and down with joy. Lucas had slapped his hands away.

"Who are you?" he had asked with an emotionless face. Feliciano was puzzled. How could his friend not remember him?

"Feliciano. Lucas-don't you remember me? We played last summer in the park! It was a lot of fun~! Where are your mama and papa?" Feliciano had thought he was joking; Lucas would've never forgotten him.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know you...And this is my Papa..." he pointed at the tall man with black hair. He had sharp features, and was dressed in dirty worn clothes. But, he wasn't Lucas's papa.

"Boy, I told you not to talk to others!" growled the dark-haired man.

The man had yanked his arm and walked briskly away-telling 'boy' to walk faster, or else his punishment was going to be 'worse than usual'.

Back then, Feliciano didn't know what was going on. Three years later, the pair met again, but in Germany. Feliciano's family was going to open a new line Italian sport cars. Lucas's name was Ludwig now. Feliciano had overheard some adults talking about what had happened.

Lucas's family was in a plane crash. He had survived and had lost his memories. A bum had found him, and used him for his own sick pleasures. Mr. Weillhelm had finally found Lucas; he had been searching for his nephew and had finally found him in the streets, bloody and bruised.

Feliciano had escaped and cried in the darkest room he could find-his friend had gone through so much.

Feliciano stopped in front of the history classroom. He breathed in, and then out. Ludwig was fine now, no one was going to hurt him ever again-Feliciano would never allow it.

The Italian snuck in quietly, but it turned out he didn't need too. His grandpa wasn't even in the classroom yet, and first period had started twenty minutes ago. Feliciano claimed the seat in front of Ludwig and let out a sigh of relief.

The German boy tugged at a loose curl poking out of Feliciano's hair, sending shivers down the other boy's spine. Ludwig whispered in his ear.

"You are late." Feliciano turned around and stared at Ludwig.

"Only because you didn't wake me up! You know how I am in the mornings," he gave Ludwig a slight kiss on the cheek. Ludwig straightened in his seat.

"We're not supposed to do that in public!" he whispered harshly. Feliciano only smiled and gave him another kiss, but on the nose this time.

Ludwig blushed bright red. Feliciano was glad that he had found him again.

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"Come on you bunch of pussies! Hit someone!" yelled Jet. Jet hated his job, he hated kids, and he hated school. The only hope of his day was to have it rain, and have all of the girls wear white t-shirts. But the only woman he would pay money to see soaked would be Kateryna. Man did those puppies bounce. Jet wasn't the only one who thought that way. Plenty of the boys, and even some girls, would kill to see that lifting event. Too bad her dad is a fucking mob boss.

It was seventh period, and Jet was ready to punch someone-the kids were so annoying. Especially Matthew Williams. Boy was that kid good at hockey, but man was he a pussy. Sitting out during dodge ball-dodge ball, and saying he wasn't up for it-going so far as to get out on purpose.

Jet's little brother was running around in a circle, somehow not getting tagged in the whirl of red rubber balls. Jet had thought it was crazy when his mother had his younger sibling at fifty. Shouldn't her eggs have rotted out by now? was all Jet had thought back then.

Back at his home in Australia, his younger brother Claudis basically lived with him instead of their parents. Why? Because 'He likes you Jet, why can't you just let him visit you sometimes?' his parents had said as they went off to go play some poker. Sometimes his parents were too weird.

Of course there were pros and cons to having Claudis staying at his house. His ex-girlfriend loved Claudis, she thought Jet was being such a good big brother. Which led to her being more enthusiastic in bed, which was awesome for Jet. But Claudis did something unforgivable, which led to Jet's ex-girlfriend breaking up with him. So, Jet was extremely sexually repressed and pissed off at the world at the moment.

Jet caught a bright red ball and selected his victim. He cranked his arm back and nailed his prey straight in the face, their glasses making a satisfying crunch. A slow trickle of blood flowed out of Matthew's nose, staining his white t-shirt.

The Canadian boy gripped his nose as his glasses slipped off of his face, the other students kept on playing as if he wasn't even there. Jet faked the concerned teacher act and ran to Matthew. Matthew was groaning slightly, but the blood had already stopped.

"Look at it this way-now you don't have to play anymore." Jet said as he slapped him on the shoulder. Matthew sent him a glare, silently cursing him under his breath.

Jet stood up and left Matthew kneeling. He whistled a little tune as he eyed a girl (whose white t-shirt was a little too thin) as she got pegged in the chest.

"Do you need some ice for that?" he asked the large-chested girl. She nodded as she rubbed at her neck and chest. Jet put his hand on her shoulder and guided her to the gymnasium's office. Jet glanced once more at her chest and thought, maybe he would watch some amateur porn tonight.

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Antonio patted his guitar and hummed an upbeat tune. Lovino was sleepily staring at the old guitar, his seventh period was his grandpa's class, and he always complained about how it was always boring.

Antonio was waiting for the Academy's soccer tryouts, sitting in the courtyard with the rest of his friends; and Lovino.

Antonio tried to spend as many waking moments with Lovino as he could, since they had no classes together. It didn't help that Antonio was a senior, and Lovino a junior. Antonio didn't know what compelled him to spend so much time with the Italian, but he knew that it was worth it.

Lovino always had a dirty mouth, but Antonio was like his own personal soap opera-silencing him quickly with his charm.

But what really happened was that Antonio didn't know what he was doing. He had never dated anyone before-he hadn't even liked anyone before. He was in foreign territory.

An idea sparked inside of him, as he handed his guitar to one of his friends. He hummed a little louder, hinting towards a beat. His friend nodded, glasses reflecting the bright sun as he began to strum the guitar. Antonio grabbed Lovino's hand and brought him up on his feet.

"I have an idea on how to wake you up." he said with a wink. Lovino's face went from startled to pissed off in a split second. He mumbled and grumbled about how stupid Antonio was being.

Antonio inwardly sighed, but kept a large smile on his face. His friend, Juancé, strummed out the beat faster nodding his head along with the notes.

Antonio placed his hand on Lovino's waist and then placed Lovino's hand on his own shoulder. Antonio's smile grew brighter as a rosy blush flooded Lovino's face. Antonio grasped Lovino's other hand and stared into the Italian's chocolate eyes.

Antonio began to move with the beat, in a simple two-step motion. Lovino stumbled over Antonio's feet and cursed.

Once Lovino mastered the steps, Antonio twirled him and spun in a different direction in the courtyard. The steps became faster, Lovino spun more surely, and Antonio grew happier by the minute.

Juancé strummed the guitar one last time as the song ended. Antonio bowed gracefully to Lovino. The stubborn Italian just crossed his arms, but Antonio knew he was just as happy as he was.

The rest of the Spaniard's friends clapped and wolf-whistled; Lovino blushed even harder.

Antonio smiled even bigger.

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Hey there guys! Sorry this is so late! I just had a major schedule change and my AP History class has these huuuuuuge ass notes that I need to take/make up. Well, just so you know-October is going to be an interesting month for my lovely characters. ;) But, just so you know-UsxUk is just the 'main pairing', not exactly my main focus. I'm trying to spread the OTP love that's inside of me and try to use as many characters or as many pairings that I like as I can. Some characters may be mentioned once, others a million times. It just depends on the plot I have in store for everyone. :)

Thanks for reading! Please review! :)