A/NI Yea, not really much of an A/N now, jus updating before I get annoyed at myself for not updating lol

Lovino woke up sore all over and on the floor. Looking up, he saw Antonio and Bella embracing one another, when he remembered that Antonio finished with him, then called Bella in for "-real sex". He stood up, pushing those words, and thoughts of the previous night away, even ignoring the pains in his chest, just to go to the kitchen. He decided he would make breakfast, not wanting to be useless to anyone anymore. He wanted Antonio the way he had him before, and decided if he started becoming more useful, he'd win him back.

Slowly he made it to the kitchen, beginning to make churros, and eggs with sausage and bacon. He was just starting on the toast for everyone, when there was a bang, and turning around he saw Antonio and Bella in the doorway, the spaniards fist in the wall, where he had punched. "What do you think you are doing?"
"I was making breakfast for all of us." Lovino responded, smiling, hoping to ease the taller man's anger. This angered Bella, and she walked forward, and smacking the italian's face, knocking him to the ground.
"How dare you use our food that we bought, and smiling at Antonio, like your a girl and his girlfriend. You'll never reach that status! Now go out and buy everything that you just used! You'll need to replace it." She kicked the brunette hard in the chest, actually breaking two ribs. Antonio laughed, walking up behind the belgian, wrapping arms around her, kissing her cheek.
"You heard mi amour. Get going, or we'll beat you some more like the bad child you are." Lovino nodded, and walked out, not even bothering to grab any keys. He knew it would anger both of them, and he tried very hard to ignore the pain in his chest, knowing it was worse than before.

"Lucas? It's your turn to shop." Emil peeked in the room, but no response was made. Tino came over to Emil, "I'll take his shopping day. Let him be for n-"
"No, I'll do it." he said, standing and, like he had been for several hours, walked out emotionless. It creeped everyone out because he would no longer hit Albel when he said something stupid, which worried all of them. "I don't need pity to the point you all do my work for me. Too much shit to keep track of." he said, grabbing his keys. He got in his car, starting it up, and driving down the road.

It took a few minutes to arrive at the store but Lucas was glad he arrived. He got out and entered the store after grabbing a cart, beginning to pick out random junk off the shelves, throwing it in the cart. Three aisles down, he saw the whole thing of paper towels fall on someone, and heard them scream in pain as they hit the ground. Walking over to help, he realized it was Lovino, and saw the bruising. He knew he was being abused, and it made his heart clench. Then he noticed the odd shape of his chest, his arms covering it and hands trying to hold it, but saw the pain in the Italian's face. he pulled the arms away with one hand, lifting the shirt with the other, and saw the bruising, and the way a rib was sticking out.
"L-Lucas?" He said weakly.
"Don't speak Lovino, You're badly injured, We need to get you to the hospital immediately."
"I knew you would come for me... eventually... wasn't sure when but I knew you would come." He coughed, tears falling down his face. Lucas froze, not sure what to do as he stared at the tears. He pulled his phone out, without even thinking, and calling for an ambulance, and then immediately got on the phone with Emil, explaining the situation, and that he couldn't do the shopping. Without giving the Icelander a chance to speak, he hung up, petting the Italian's hair.
"Lucas..." He said, opening his eyes after a few moments, looking up fearfully. "He's coming... He'll come and kill us for sure... if he doesn't, she will... I don't want to die! I'm still useless..." He closed his eyes, clutching at the Norwegians shirt.
"You're not useless and I won't let him lay a hand on you..." Lucas had so many emotions running through him at that moment, his eyes began to glow, everything beginning to become darker, "I won't let him, even if it kills me. I'll protect you, just like my family protected me." It seemed like wind began to blow through the store, circling the two, until Lucas closed his eyes, controlling his emotions. Everything died down, and he opened his eyes, just as the ambulance arrived.

It seemed like Lucas was waiting forever in the waiting room before they let him in the back to see Lovino. He opened the door, and sat in the chair beside the bed. The Italian was asleep, which didn't bother Lucas. He heard that he had gotten the brunette in at the right time, because he was on the brink of death. One of the ribs had pierced his heart, and he would have been dead if he wasn't brought in soon. He sat there, and his eyes flashed before making up his mind, and standing up. He placed a chaste kiss to Lovino's temple, and then his lips, before leaving the room vowing to protect him once again.

Leaving he ran into Berwald, and Abel. They stared at the Norwegian and saw the slight glow to the blonde's eyes. "Yo, Lucas, where are you going? Emil told us you would be he- Hey!" Abel went to grab Lucas, but he turned, punching the Dane in the face.
"Stay out of my way." he growled. Berwald stood in Lucas' way.
"I can'' lle' ya go."
"Berwald, get out of my way."
"No." At this moment Tino had walked in with Antonio not too far behind.
"Is Lovino okay!?" he cried, actually looking concerned. Lucas went to lunge, but Tino grabbed him. This resulted in Lucas kicking tino in the stomach and just as he was about to jump on the spaniard, Berwald grabbed him, holding his arms up, and holding him back. Albel stared at the spaniard with a split lip. "So this is the guy who hurt my family is it?" the dane said. He walked up to Antonio, turned him around and flat out punched him in the face. "That's for hurting Lovino!" He then proceeded to kick him in the stomach and face. "THIS IS FOR HURTING MY LITTLE BROTHER!" he screamed with every kick. Emil ran in, grabbing the blonde, and holding him back. "Abel, it's not worth going to jail for..." he mumbled, just as the spaniard stood and chuckled.
"Best believe, you will pay for that, mi amigo." Lucas froze. he knew that tone... it was one he feared when it came out of Ivan's mouth.

A/N I'm ending it to keep yall hangin :P review, and send tomatoes! (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)