I'm surprised so many people were excited about the shopping scene! Not that it's a bad thing, just unexpected :3

The next morning, Feliciano was awake by five. He was simply to excited to sleep. He got up and dressed quickly, making his way into the kitchen silently and beginning to prepare breakfast.

Lovino, however, remained curled up in his bed and under the covers with his face buried into his pillow, making no move whatsoever to wake up.

At the much more reasonable hour of seven, Feliciano bounced up the stairs and burst into his brother's room. "FRATELLO~! WAKE UP~!" he yelled.

Lovino groaned and rolled over while covering his head with his pillow. "Fuck off….."

"Nope, nope, nope~!" Feliciano sang, skipping to the window and throwing open the blinds, letting the sun stream in and hit Lovino. "It's shopping today~! Wake up~!"

Lovino let out a growl this time as the sunlight hit him in the face, causing him to pick up his pillow and launch it at Feliciano's face. "I SAID FUCK OFF AND LET ME SLEEP!"

Laughing, Feliciano caught it. He was in to good of a mood for anything to shatter it. "No way fratello~! You have to get up and get dressed~! I already made breakfast for you to~! I'm going to go make a list of things we should get~! I'll come get you in ten minutes~!" And with that, the younger boy left, taking the pillow with him.

Lovino grumbled, but instead of getting up, he grabbed the other pillow on his bed and covered his head with it then covered himself up better with his blankets before curling up and going to back to sleep.

The next time Lovino woke up, it was on his own. Feliciano hadn't come to get him. He checked his alarm and discovered it was almost noon.

Lovino slowly got up and got dressed. "Where the hell did he go….?" He wondered out loud before peeking in his twin's room causing him to facepalm. "He fell asleep at his damn desk… and he was complaining about me…." Lovino grumbled.

Marching over, Lovino grabbed his brother's arm and started dragging his sleeping twin to the bathroom.

Feliciano mumbled something but didn't wake up.

Lovino rolled his eyes as he dragged Feliciano into the bathroom and placed him into the tub. Then he went over to the faucet and turned the shower head onto the coldest setting he could. "Rise and shine dumbass," He said nonchalantly as the water starting coming out full stream.

With a loud shriek, Feliciano shot up and slammed into Lovino, knocking them both to the ground as the younger scrambled as fast as he could from the tub.

"OW! Dammit Feliciano!" Lovino exclaimed as he sat up rubbing his back and shoving Feliciano off him. "What the hell was that for?!"

"V-Veh?" Feliciano looked back at the tub, icy water still streaming into it. "When did I come into the bathroom...? Fratello did I fall asleep in the tub again?" he asked, shaking his head and flinging water off of himself.

Lovino rolled his eyes as he went over and turned the water off. "No dumbass… I brought you in here to wake you up. Consider it payback from this damn morning."

"This morning...?" After a few minutes of thought, it clicked and Feliciano smiled brightly. "Shopping~!" he chirped, jumping up and running to his room to change into dry clothes.

Lovino groaned and facepalmed. "Dammit….. Now I'll have to put up with him like this for the whole fucking day…"

A few minutes later, Feliciano returned, dressed in dry clothes and bouncing with excitement.

Lovino glared at him for a few seconds then sighed. "Fine dammit… let's just go and get this shit over with….."

With a squeal, Feliciano grabbed Lovino's hand and dragged the older twin from the house, paying no mind to the profanities shouted at him.

When they arrived at the mall, Feliciano dragged his brother into the first clothing store he saw, chattering in Italian happily.

By this point, Lovino had already drowned his twin out. "Are we finally done yet?" He snapped as he glared around the store.

Feliciano giggled. "You're so funny fratello~! We just got here~! How could we be done?" He pulled the other to a display stand and eyed the clothing critically, much the same way Antonio had done to the box of scraps the previous night.

Lovino groaned and grumbled to himself as he let Feliciano search. "Well hurry it up dammit. We don't have all fucking day."

Instead of answering, Feliciano began to hand garments to his twin. When he had deemed the pile high enough, he sent the other off to the changing rooms then started a search for his own things.

Rolling his eyes, Lovino dropped the pile in the changing room and started to walk off out of the store. "Fuck this shit…. I fucking KNEW he was going to try to make me try on shit…"

Feliciano didn't see Lovino slip out, to engrossed in attempting to find a shirt he liked in a different color.

Lovino rolled his eyes and kept going past as quietly as he could until he made it to the front of the store and back into the actual mall. "So… Now where the hell do I go…?"

"Lovino? That you?" a familiar voice called from the food court.

Lovino froze and rubbed his forehead. "Aw… Hell no… Not you…." He grumbled and glared over at the speaker.

Gilbert was sitting at a table with Francis. Both were smiling (Really smiling! Not creepy fake ones!) and motioning for him to join them.

Lovino stayed right where he was as he crossed his arms and glared at the two. "There is no way in HELL I'm sitting with you bastards. And why is it just you two? Where's the tomato bastard?"

"Aww~. Look at that Gil~. He's already worried about Toni~. Isn't that cute~?" Francis purred then laughed.

"S-Shut the hell up dammit!" Lovino sputtered and took a step back. "I NEVER said I was worried about the bastard!"

"Actually, it's awesome that you're here. We want to talk to you about Toni," Gilbert said, ignoring Francis' remark.

"And just what is THAT supposed to mean, albino bastard….?" Lovino retorted along with a wary glare at the two vampires. "He's YOUR damn friend…."

"Ja. He is." Gilbert stood up and suddenly he was beside the werewolf. "But you're the one who has feelings for him."

Lovino sputtered then jumped back. "T-The HELL I do! Y-You're making shit up!"

"Hmm… Seems to me like someone is refusing to admit his OWN feelings…." Francis said as he walked up next to Gilbert. "You really shouldn't do that to yourself, petit Lovi~. You'll get sick."

Gilbert just groaned and rubbed his temples. "Verdammt. Don't tell me you won't own up to it. I don't want to deal with three love-sick dummköpfe. West is already mopping around and Toni just stays in his room sewing. What kind of man sews?" the albino demanded.

"I don't know Gil…." Francis sighed. "Oh… It's so sad that the couples just can't realize their feelings for each other~."

Lovino's eye twitched at both comments causing him to turn and start walking off. "Shut the hell up! The both of you! Ugh… You assholes are always pissing me off to no end!"

"So you don't like Toni? At all? Should we tell him not to get his hopes up and to move on?" Gilbert called after him.

As soon as he heard that, Lovino spun back around and shot Gilbert a dark glare. "D-Don't you DARE fucking do that you asshole! Mind your own damn business when shit doesn't concern you at all!"

"Hear that Fran? Let's get on the phone with Toni. Gotta let him know he's got no chance," Gilbert said, turning to the Frenchman and pulling his phone from his pocket, flicking it open.

"Oui… I feel so sorry for him…." Francis nodded and sighed.

"DIDN'T YOU JUST FUCKING HEAR ME?!" Lovino growled as he stalked over with his eyes glowing gold and his teeth and nails starts to sharpen a bit. "I SAID DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING CALL HIM!"

"Chill man. Seriously. It's not awesome to get angry so easily. I joking anyway," Gilbert said, storing the device away. "But I am going to take this reaction as a yes, by the way."

Francis nodded in agreement. "Oui. A BIG yes~."

"Shut... Shut the hell up!" Lovino panted as he tried to regain control of himself. "J-Just shut up…."

Gilbert's face suddenly turned serious. "Alright, here's the deal. Any other time, we would be teasing you relentlessly, but seeing as how it's our friend, we'll make an exception. We won't say anything. Because we're kinda awesome friends, we want Toni to be happy. And guess what? He'd be happy with you. And judging from your reaction earlier, I think it's safe to say you feel the same way."

Lovino went to retort but stopped then turned and ran off.

"Chase him down?" Gilbert asked, glancing over to his friend.

"Hmm…. Should we….?" Francis asked thoughtfully as he glanced at the other vampire.

Gilbert shrugged. "I don't know. Aren't you the one who's suppose to know all this shit about love? Should we track him down or not?"

Francis thought about it and shook his head no. "No, we really shouldn't. We did all we could for right now. The rest is up to Toni and Lovi themselves…" Then he smiled pervertedly. "Unless you want to help push them together?"

Gilbert took a hesitant step back. "Depends on what you mean by that..."

Francis kept the smile as he said, "Oh… You know… Just play matchmaker~. How does that sound~?"

Gilbert smirked.

"T-Those ASSHOLES! How the hell it this any of their damn business?!" Lovino growled to himself as he ran through the mall.

He wove through the crows, avoiding all the obnoxious teenager, random old people, and stressed looking parents. A tiny child ran out in front of him, forcing the Italian to jump over him. He cleared the kid's head and kept going, ignoring the startled looks he received from this feat.

Finally, he stopped in front of the store he and Feliciano had come to earlier. "W-Well…" He said panting. "G-Guess I'll just go back to that dumbass now.. and get bitched at about ditching…"

However, when he saw his brother, he wasn't sure whether to be happy or slightly depressed. The younger wolf was just sitting there, his knees pulled up to his chest just outside the dressing room he had been in. Feliciano was starring at the tiles in front him him, not moving.

"D-Dammit Feliciano….." Lovino muttered as he watched his brother for a few minutes. Glancing around, he quickly grabbed a dark brown fedora and put it on his head, along with a pair of sunglasses covering his eyes. Then he casually walked over and went to walk past his brother.

But just as he moved past him, Feliciano let out a soft sob. "F-Fratello... I know you don't like s-shopping with me... but please... d-don't ignore me..." he whispered, pressing his face into his legs as tears fell from down his face.

Unable to stop himself, he turned back and walked up to his brother. "When the hell did I fucking ignore you?!" he demanded completely forgetting the fact that he was trying to sneak back into the changing room.

Feliciano's head snapped up. "F-Fratello...?" he asked, shock evident on his tear stained face.

Lovino froze as he realized his mistake. "S-Shit…." He muttered and started backing away nervously.

In seconds, Feliciano lept to his feet and threw himself at Lovino, wrapping his arms tightly around the other's neck and crying into his shoulder. "I-I thought you were a-angry with me! I t-thought you w-were-!" His voice was cut off as he broke into sobs.

Lovino blinked rapidly in surprise from his twin's actions. "W-Why the hell would I be mad at you?!"

Regaining his ability to speak, Feliciano answered. "Y-You weren't talking to me... A-And I know y-you're angry that I made you go shopping with me e-even though I know you hate it."

Lovino glanced away and looked down. "Well... It's kind of hard to answer back when I'm not in the damn room…." He muttered under his breath.

"H-Huh...? What do you mean...?" Feliciano asked, wiping his face.

Lovino froze and paled when he registered what he said. "N-Nothing dammit…."

"Fratello... w-what do you mean... you weren't... there...? Did you... Did you ditch me...?" Feliciano began to cry again. "A-Am I that awful to b-be around...?"

"T-That's not why I did it, dammit!" Lovino stuttered and looked away.

Feliciano let go of his brother and backed away from him. He covered mouth his his hand then turned and sprinted away, disappearing into the crowed halls of the mall.

"S-Shit! F-Feliciano!" Lovino called out after his brother and took off after him, not bothering to pick up the hat and sunglasses as they fell to the ground.

Feliciano ran through the various groups of people, smashing haphazardly through them and careening wildly into the stalls set up in the center of the hall.

But then he was stopped by a hand gently grabbing his shoulder and a French accented voice saying, "Petit Feli? Is that you? What's wrong?"

The vampire suddenly found himself with two armfuls of sobbing Italian. Feliciano pressed his face into Francis' chest and hugged him tightly.

The vampire blinked in surprise then started to gently brush Feliciano's hair back as he held onto the werewolf. "Hey… It's alright, petit Feli. You don't need to cry. Just tell big brother Francis what's wrong."

"Fratellone hates me!" Feliciano wailed.

"What?!" Francis exclaimed in shock. "Of course he doesn't! What would make you think that?!"

"H-He ditched me! He left me in the store by myself! He doesn't w-wanna hang out with me!" Feliciano cried, tightening his grip slightly.

Francis glanced up and blinked before looking back down at Feliciano. "Don't worry. I'm sure he didn't... and... Why don't you tell him this? He is coming this way."

Feliciano wiped around and saw Lovino closing in on him. He sprung away from the Frenchman. He wiped at his eyes and sniffed. "He did," he said sadly. Then he turned and took off once more.

Lovino blew past the two friends as he chased after his twin.

"I wonder what that is all about…." Francis wondered as he glanced at Gilbert.

The Prussian shrugged. "No clue."

"Well…." Francis said. "As much as I want to help… I think we need to leave it up to them."

"Wait, you're not going to involve yourself in something that has nothing to do with you...?" Gilbert teased.

Francis sighed and sadly shook his head. "I wish I could help… But this isn't matters of l'mour… It's family. They need to work it out for themselves."

Gilbert nodded in understanding. "Yeah. They'll be alright."

Lovino ran as fast as he could until he was able to catch up to his twin and grab his wrist, forcing him to stop.

Feliciano flinched at the touch but didn't pull away. He turned his head in the opposite direction and refused to look at his brother, tears continuing to pour down his face.

"Feliciano….." Lovino mumbled as he continued to hold on to Feliciano's wrist. "I'm…. I'm…. m-mi... mi dispiace…."

Feliciano finally looked over at Lovino, surprise written all over his face. "H-Huh...?"

"M-Mi dispiace….." Lovino mumbled again, refusing to make eye contact with his twin. "F-For doing that shit… You… You didn't deserve it…."

"I... I don't...?" the younger twin asked in shock. "B-But... I thought..."

Lovino shook his head no but still refused to make eye contact. "N-No….. It's… It was mine already… It was my damn fault…. Not yours…."

"...Why won't you look at me...?" Feliciano murmured softly.

Lovino mumbled something barely audible under his breath.

"C-Che cosa...?"

Lovino mumbled it again a little bit louder.

"Fratellone... I-I can't hear you..."

"Because I'm feeling guilty as hell right now! Alright?!" Lovino said much too loudly, causing the two to earn multiple stares.

Feliciano flinched, yanking his arm back to his chest. "M-Mi dispiace."

Lovino bit his lip and turned away more. "…."

Silence fell over the two, the sounds of the mall seeming to grow louder around them. Feliciano turned away and sniffed, his eyes beginning to well with tears for a second time.

"H-Hey… Feliciano…?" Lovino quietly spoke up.

"Si?" Feliciano slowly turned back to face him.

"You…. You want to go back to shopping….?"

A small smile appeared on the younger Italian's face. "Si. That would be nice." He took Lovino's hand and the twins went back to the store to finish shopping.

"Where should we look first…?" Lovino asked as he looked on ahead.

"How about... there," Feliciano suggested, pointing to a store that was... interesting. The entire color scheme seemed to be black, black, and more black. In a single word, it could be described as Gothic.

"Fine…. I guess we can go to that damn place…. Even if it's creepy as hell…." Lovino answered with a wary frown as he stared at the store. "But be careful in there…. Don't touch ANYTHING that looks like it's silver. You hear me?"

Feliciano nodded happily and skipped into the shop, pulling Lovino after him.

The store was normal sized and the music blaring from the speakers was screamo. The Italians were surprised they hadn't heard it from the parking lot. The top halves of the walls were covered with t-shirts for different punk bands, the lower half on one wall was filled with multicolored corsets, on another wall, random little things such as stickers, lunchboxes, dolls, and buttons decorated it, and the final one was covered in cds. The stands by the register where filled with every type of piercing you could ever think of, as well as merchandise from T.V shows. Feliciano wandered past the counter, the two girls working there talking lowly to each other. One had spiky green hair and the other florescent pink. Both were heavily pierced and tattooed. They starred at the younger Italian who looked very very out of place in this environment.

Lovino's eyes slowly scanned the store before snatching his brother's arm and pulling him close enough to hiss into his ear. "What the HELL were you thinking coming in this damn store?! We stick out like a sore thumb, dumbass!"

"Veh~! I wanted to look around~!" Feliciano chirped. He moved to one of the walls and titled his head in confusion. "Fratello, what are these for?" He pointed at the corsets and some rather questionable looking objects.

Lovino, figuring it was something stupid that Feliciano found, groaned and turned to look but paled at the sight of the items, causing him to grab his twins arm and start dragging him out of the store. "N-Nothing dammit! Come on! We're going to a different store right NOW!"

"Veh? Va bene... Ciao, ladies~!" He called, waving and smiling at the two behind the counter.

"Feliciano!" Lovino growled into his twin's ear. "This is NOT the damn store to be flirting in!"

"I'm not flirting," Feliciano said honestly. "I was just saying bye."

"You mean you're not flirting YET…." Lovino grumbled.

Feliciano stared at the girls then turned back. "Was I suppose to...?"

Lovino quirked and eyebrow. "With them? HELL no. They'll both beat the shit out of you."

Feliciano frowned. "That's not nice. I didn't do anything to them..."

"You know what I mean, dumbass," Lovino retorted. "Now let's get the hell out of here."

"Okay~!" Feliciano chirped. He switched Lovino's hold from his arm to his hand and left the store, smiling brightly. "Where to next~? Do you have a store you wanna go to fratello~?"

Lovino groaned and looked around them. "Wherever the hell we can just get what we need and get the hell out as soon as possible…."

Feliciano was silent as he thought. He smiled even brighter and started to run, pulling his twin after him. "Let's go to that big store that just opened~! It'll sell clothes and then if you want to we can leave~!" he said.

Lovino stopped short and went to yank his arm back. "Wait just one damn minute….. WHAT new big store….?" He asked skeptically. "The last damn time we did that, YOU almost got us kicked out and banned from coming back!"

"Oh fratello, you know that was just a misunderstanding~!" Feliciano said, waving it off and giggling. "It's just at other end of the mall~! I wanted to go look at it anyways~! Come on, it'll be fun~!" He began to haul his twin through the crowds once more.

"Having the damn fire department get called was just a misunderstanding…?" Lovino scoffed but let his twin drag him. "If it is then I can't fucking wait until you have a problem."

"I have no idea what you're talking about~!" Feliciano laughed.

"The hell you don't….." Lovino grumbled. "But whatever dammit. Let's just hurry up and get to that damn place…"

"We already are~!" Feliciano said. It was true. While the two had been talking, Feliciano had led him into the store and to the clothing department. "Veh. You weren't paying attention were you~?"

Lovino sputtered and went to retort but was lost for words. Finally, he managed to get out, "J-Just shut the hell up and start looking dammit! I want to get back home! And soon!"

Feliciano chirped and bounced forward to look at the display stands excitedly.

Lovino hung back and just started looking at the stands near him. "Don't take too damn long Feliciano."

He was answered with silence.

Lovino blinked then looked up and around. "Feliciano…? Where the hell are you….?"

Nothing. No one answered. No one was around. Feliciano was gone.

Lovino began to feel worried at that point. What if someone had taken the idiot? He was gullible enough to go with anyone. Throwing down the shirt in his hand, Lovino took off in a sprint and started searching for his twin. "Feliciano!"

No answer. Not even a soft 'veh'. The younger Italian was no where to be found.