"This is the place, sir." A man in a suit informed his boss, pointing to a small white square house with a wood door. Colorful flowers sat in their flowerbed on the windowsill. The flowers gave the house some color.
"Which one is here?"
"We believe it is the older one. He has been seen in the market with a Spaniard named Antonio Fernandez. This Fernandez's home."
"And what about the other one?"
"He has also been seen in the market area. We couldn't find a location of where he is staying. He hasn't been seen with anyone. We are still looking. He can't be too far from here."
"Do you know if the brothers met?"
"I don't know, sir."
"Keep watching them. When there's chance grab them."
"Yes, sir."
"I don't want anyone to go looking for them either." The boss stepped back into his jet-black limousine.
Antonio lied in bed watching the sleeping Lovino. The sunlight poured in through the window, making Lovino look like an innocent sleeping angel. Well, not so innocent any more. Antonio rubbed Lovino's bare back, thinking about last night. He leaned over and gave the sleeping Lovino a kiss on the back. The Spanish man brushed the brown hair of the sleep young male. Antonio scooted closer to his sleeping angel.
BRRIIING! That was the eighth time the phone rang this morning. Antonio ignored the phone again. Lovino stirred in his sleep. Antonio answered the phone quickly, not wanting to wake Lovino.
"Hola?"
"It's about time you picked up." A German voice came through the phone. "I've called like three times."
"No, you called eight times. I counted."
"Why didn't you pick up sooner?"
"Maybe he and Lovi were doing something." Antonio heard Françis' voice in the background.
"What do you guys want?"
"Is Lovino with you?"
Antonio looked down at Lovino. "Si."
"Gut. Come over. I'm at Françis' place with mein bruder and Feliciano."
"Por qué?"
"Because I'm awesome. And who wouldn't want to hangout with me?"
"I can think of a few people. We'll be over later." Antonio hung up the phone before Gilbert could say anything else. He laid back down looking at Lovino. Antonio will wait for Lovino to wake up himself up.
A few minutes later, Lovino stirred in his sleep again. He snuggled closer to Antonio, only to find a cold spot next to him. He opened his eyes and looked around the room in confusion. The delicious aroma of eggs and bacon filled Lovino's nose. "Antonio?" Lovino slipped out of bed. The cool air made Lovino shivered. He put on his cloths. He went downstairs to find Antonio.
Antonio had made breakfast and it was sitting on the table waiting for Lovino and Antonio. Antonio looked up to Lovino. "Buenos días, Lovi. I was just coming to wake you." Antonio walked up to Lovino. They shared a morning kiss. "Breakfast is ready."
Lovino's mouth hung open in awe. Before him was a large luscious green grass front yard, with a stone path leading up to a mansion. Lovino stared at the grand three-story cream color mansion. Lovino counted the windows. Nine on each floor. And that was just on the front on the mansion.
Antonio took Lovino's hand and led him up to the front door. They walked up the stone steps. Instead of knocking, Antonio led Lovino into the mansion. If it was possible Lovino's mouth dropped open even more. Inside the first thing that caught Lovino's eye was the grand staircase that lead to the second floor. The staircase had a red carpet with gold on the sides. A large chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting golden light. On both sides of the staircase are open rooms.
"Françis and the other will be in the upstairs lounge." Antonio led the opened mouth Lovino to the lounge. "You know Lovi, if you leave your mouth open like you might not be able to closer it later." Lovino closed his mouth quickly. Antonio chuckled. The Spaniard kissed his little tomato.
Lovino pushed Antonio. "Stop it."
Antonio opened the door. Inside Françis, Felicinao, Ludwig, and Gilbert waited for Antonio and Lovino.
"Lovi~" Feliciano embraced his brother in a hug.
"Get off of me." Lovino pushed Feliciano away.
"Fratello come sit next to me." Feliciano took Lovino's hand and brought him to a sofa.
Lovino looked around the room. A soft red carpet covered the floor, elegant sofas, and armchairs were placed around the room to offer comfortable seating. An extravagant chandelier hung about the room, illuminating the room.
"Do you like my home, mon petit chou?" Françis smiled at Lovino and received a glare from Antonio.
"Whatever." Lovino mumbled.
"Have you remembered anything fratello?"
"No. Tell me. Just tell me everything, Feliciano."
"Oui Feli. Why don't you tell ton frère?"
"If you don't want us to hear, we can leave the room." Antonio added.
"I would if I knew." Feliciano said quietly.
"What are you saying? You don't know?" Lovino looked to his brother.
"All I remember is my childhood, the fire, my fratello, and an Austrian guy." Feliciano looked to his brother.
Lovino stood up abruptly. Lovino ran out of the room with is brother.
"Fratello? Where are we going?" Feliciano asked as they left Françis' mansion.
"Any where but here."
"Austrian?" Ludwig asked. "I didn't think any Austrians were around these parts."
"If there is someone looking for them, then we have to go bring them back." Antonio stood up ready to leave the room.
"Warten, Antonio. We're the awesome Bad Touch Trio. We can find any information we want."
"I know that, but I still think we get Lovi and Feli. It might not be safe for them." Antonio protested.
"I agree with Antonio." Ludwig stood up.
"You two go find nos petits choux. Gilly and I will go see what we can find. D'accord?"