AN: So...you know what I did, like an idiot? I got to poking around on Youtube. I found a scene from Paint It White, and went and rewatched the movie. Then I found a video..an AMV. I officially hate the internet, it screws with my feels too much.

To those who reviewed:

Spamano4ever: Glad you like it! There's going to be quite a bit more of that, I promise. Hopefully, anyways.

ThatRandomReview: Yeah. I'll...I'll be doing research on it before even approaching them about it, because I need to be able to answer questions.

Enjoy.

Sometime that evening, Feliciano's phone went off and made Lovino look up from his book.

Feliciano answered it, not bothering to check the caller id. "Ciao~!"he greeted, smiling brightly.

But that smile faded when he got the answer.

Lovino noticed and grabbed the phone. "Who is this?"he demanded, setting his book down and getting up, heading into the kitchen to continue the conversation.

Gilbert and Alfred paused their game to find out what was going on.

Feliciano's eyes had filled with tears and confusion, but he refused to let the tears fall.

It was quiet until Lovino started yelling. "You don't get to pretend, you know. If you want to talk to him, you can drag your sorry ass here to do so,"

Gilbert and Francis exchanged looks.

Nothing was said until Lovino entered the room again, still on the phone. "Fine. We'll meet you at the park, and you have twenty minutes to explain yourself. And so help me, if you make him cry again, I will gut you."he said, hanging the phone up and handing it back to Feliciano, who looked up at his brother.

"Why? Why now?"he asked.

Lovino shook his head. "I don't know. It seems that he got in touch with Elizabeta..."he said, rubbing at the back of his neck. "Get dressed, Feli. We gotta go."

Gilbert spoke. "We're coming too."he said.

Lovino nodded. "Then go get dressed."

Silence reigned over the group for the longest as they headed out to the park.

Lovino sat with Feliciano while the others stayed back a bit, sitting on top of the hill, keeping an eye on the brothers, who were sitting just above the foot of the hill, talking quietly in quick Italian.

Lovino kept glancing at his watch, frowning deeply. Antonio and Ludwig shared looks. It was weird, seeing the two like this. It had never happened before. Sure, Lovino got protective of Feliciano, but it had never been this bad.

Minutes drug by. Gilbert finally called out. "So, are you two going to tell us what's going on any time soon?"he called.

Lovino looked back at him. "No."he replied, going back to his conversation with his brother.

Silence fell over the entire group not long after. Nobody broke it. Nobody knew the best way to break it. It was too tense.

When someone showed up at the far edge of the park, Lovino called out. "You're late."

"I know."

You guys probably hate me, or will after the next chapter. But...well, you'll see why I'm doing this later, I swear it on the River Styx.