Yep. That happened. Happy Monday, everyone :) Happy 19th birthday to my dear sorellona~! Love you bunches~!
Also, if I didn't respond to your review, I'm so sorry! My computer got all wiggy so I was only able to get some of you! I'm really sorry! *cries* I'll do better!
And lastly, my country is run by morons.
Ludwig blinked as he watched Feliciano sleeping form for a few seconds, then he sighed and covered Feliciano up better and left the room.
Antonio was leaving Lovino's room at the same moment. "Is Feli alright?" he asked softly.
"He's completely exhausted right now. But… he should be fine after he gets some sleep," Ludwig said before asking just as softly, "How is Lovino?"
"Same. I think he'll be okay though. He just needs to sleep it off," the Spaniard said, glancing over his shoulder back at Lovino's door.
Ludwig nodded and started to head down the stairs. "Ja. Let's just get everything ready for when they wake back up."
Antonio nodded. "Alright. I'll start making something for them to eat. You go get everyone out of the woods," he said before going into the kitchen.
"Alright. I'll be back," He said then headed out the backdoor.
A while later, Lovino slowly woke up as the smell of cooking food hit his nose. Grumbling from the taste in his mouth, he grabbed some clothes and immediately headed to the bathroom and took a shower.
When he was done, he slowly made his way downstairs while swishing the mouthwash in his mouth all the way to the kitchen where he saw Antonio cooking. "The hell are you doing. bastard?" Lovino asked with his mouth full.
"Oh~! Buenos días, Lovi!" Antonio greeted. "I'm making you two some breakfast. Want some?" He tilted the pan so that the werewolf could see the tomato slices along with other ingredients cooking together.
Lovino nodded as he glanced down at the pan then spit out the mouthwash in the sink. "Fine, bastard. But hold on. I'll go grab some of my tomatoes to use too. I think there's some that are ripe now…" Lovino said as he walked over to the back door to the garden.
Antonio missed the second part of Lovino's sentence, to excited that Lovino was willingly going to eat his food.
There were only a few seconds of peace then Lovino came storming back into the kitchen with an infuriated look on his face as he slammed the door so hard it made a dent in the wall. "WHY. THE. HELL are there fucking wolf prints around my fucking tomato plants?! And ALL my fucking ripe tomatoes are gone?!"
The vampire glanced over then looked up thoughtfully. "It's because you were going to attack Kiku, Gilbert, and Francis last night, so Ludwig got the idea to detract you with the tomatoes~!" he explained.
While all this was happening, Feliciano woke up from his twin's yelled. Yawning, he stood and went to the bathroom to shower and brush his teeth, trying not to swallow the gross taste of deer blood.
"Scusi….?" Lovino growled back as his eyes shone gold. "WHAT did the potato bastard do….?"
Antonio didn't notice the anger that was radiating from the other boy as he continued to cook. "Well, Ludwig was trying to think of a way to distract you two. He thought about when you got the tomatoes out of my pocket and decided to lead you guys back to the garden," he explained.
Lovino growled more and clenched his fist so tightly he almost broke the skin. "Where. Is. He? He's fucking DEAD now! Who the hell gave HIM the fucking right to use MY damn plants?!"
"I think he's in the forest getting everyone back," Antonio said, still not feeling the tension building behind him.
Lovino's expression shifted from looking completely infuriated to a twisted smirk. "Oh is he…. I'll go look for the bastard. Give him a little greeting…." He said with his eyes shining bright gold as he started heading back to the door.
Suddenly, Feliciano's voice gave a shriek from his room, catching the attention of both boys.
"?! What the hell?!" Lovino exclaimed with a jump, then ran all the way to the room and slammed the door open. "WHAT IS IT?!"
Feliciano was standing frozen in the middle of his room, only his pants on and his shirt laying crumpled on the floor in front of him as he stared blankly at the wall in front of him, trembling. "I-I... I told..." he murmured.
Lovino stopped and blinked while looking confused. "Told… what…? What the hell are you going on about….?"
"Oh mio Dio, oh mio Dio, oh mio dio. Gli ho detto! Non avrei dovuto, ma l'ho fatto! Oh uomo, o uomo. Cosa faccio adesso? E se lui non vuole parlare con me per sempre? E se mi odia? Oh Dio, oh Dio. Cosa devo fare? Io non voglio che mi odi!" (Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. I told him! I shouldn't have but I did! Oh man, oh man. What do I do now? What if he doesn't want to talk to me ever again? What if he hates me? Oh god, oh god. What do I do? I don't want him to hate me!) Feliciano cried in a panic, not seeing his brother as he held his head and paced rapidly around the room.
Lovino let out a sigh then calmly walked over to his twin and smacked him in the head. "Calma, cazzo e spiegare cosa diavolo stai vagante circa ora, dannazione!" (Calm the fuck down and explain what the hell you're rambling about now, dammit!) He snapped, annoyed.
Feliciano spun and grabbed his arms tightly, locking eyes with his brother. "I-I think I told Ludwig that I love him!" he cried, shaking Lovino slightly. "What if he hates me now!? Or doesn't want to be my friend anymore!?" Panic was gathering rapidly in Feliciano's honey amber colored eyes.
"Well that bastard sure as hell better not! Or he's fucking DEAD!" Lovino growled and gently pried himself out of Feliciano's grasp. "I'll add that right in the damn list next to him using MY tomatoes! We'll go hunt that asshole down right now!" He declared while dragging Feliciano to the door.
The younger Italian trembled and allowed himself to be tugged along, to nervous and terrified that he might have ruined his friendship with his not-so-secret crush to fully focus on what Lovino was saying.
Lovino continued to drag his twin while rambling on and on about the things he would do to Ludwig, why he deserved it, and what he might do next if they didn't stop him. However, as Lovino continued to go on, he didn't notice as his fingernails and teeth started sharpening in response to his anger and aggression.
Feliciano did, however, when his twin's nails pricked his skin. Instantly, all of his own worries and concerns where forgotten as he stopped dead in his tracks and made Lovino stop with him. He put his hands over one of Lovino's and spoke gently. "Fratello, you need to calm down."
"NO. I fucking don't," Lovino snapped back as he pulled away and started down the hallway.
Chasing after him, Feliciano attached himself to his brother's arm again. "Si. You do. Look at your hands and feel your teeth."
Lovino paused then slowly held one of his hands up after feeling his teeth. "S-Shit…. Why...? Why the hell didn't I notice it….?"
"It's okay. You're just getting to worked up," Feliciano said soothingly. "Just take some deep breaths and you'll be fine."
"… Stop sounding like that dammit. It sounds creepy as hell coming from you," Lovino grumbled but did as he was told anyway.
Feliciano tilted his head as his eyes closed again. "Veh, sound like what fratello?" he asked.
"Ugh… Nothing dammit... Forget it…" Lovino grumbled as he facepalmed, his nails and teeth now back to normal. Then he turned and started walking off again. "But I'm STILL making that asshole pay!"
"Who pay for what?" Feliciano asked, following after his twin.
"The potato bastard!" Lovino growled. "He's going to pay for that shit with you AND my fucking tomatoes!"
And just like that, Feliciano's panic was back.
The werewolves were walking towards the lake when they spotted Alfred, Kiku, Gilbert, Francis, and Ludwig coming towards them. Feliciano tensed a bit, worried about what the German vampire would say to him.
However, before Ludwig had the chance to even begin to talk, Lovino had already rushed over and grabbed the vampire by the throat. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?! HUH?! ANSWER ME BASTARDO!"
"Hey! What are you doing to mein bruder?!" Gilbert demanded.
"V-Veh! Fratello stop!" Feliciano cried, yanking at Lovino's arm.
"Get the hell off me, Feliciano! This asshole fucking deserves it!" Lovino screeched as he fought to get out of Feliciano's hold.
"W-What is going on?" Kiku exclaimed in surprise.
"No! Leave Luddy alone!" Feliciano yelled, switching his grip to around Lovino's waist and holding on tightly.
"FUCK NO!" Lovino screeched loudly. "THIS ASSHOLE FUCKING DESERVES IT! DON'T YOU FUCKING DEFEND HIM AT ALL!"
"I have to! Che lo amo! CHE LO AMO!" (I love him!) Feliciano shrieked, tightening his hold.
"COSÌ STA SOLO PRENDENDO PER IL CULO I TUOI SENTIMENTI?!" (SO HE'S JUST FUCKING WITH YOUR FEELINGS?!) Then in the next instant Lovino shifted into a wolf and launched himself right at Ludwig's throat.
Gilbert shot forward and slammed into Ludwig, knocking him out of the way just as Lovino crashed into him and sent him sprawling into the ground.
Feliciano jumped forward and grabbed the fur on Lovino's back, yelling for him to calm down.
Lovino snarled loudly and fought against Feliciano's hold, trying to break free and reach Ludwig with his gold eyes blazing with fury and hate.
"FRATELLONE, STOP IT!" Feliciano screamed as loudly as he could.
Lovino froze and flinched at the sound before slowly looking back up at Feliciano with his ears folded back against his head and he let out a small whine.
The younger twin knelt down in front of his brother and wrapped his arms around the wolf's neck, breathing deeply as he tried not to start crying. "P-Prega di smettere. Per f-favore. Che lo a-amo. P-Per favore," (P-Please stop. Please. I l-love him. P-Please.) he whispered into Lovino's ear.
Lovino blinked a few times then pressed his head against the back of Feliciano's while growling softly and questioningly. Why did you choose him?
"I-Io non lo so. Non so p-perché l'ho scelto. M-Ma l'ho fatto. E o-ora, se lo uccidi, io so che m-morirò a," (I-I don't know. I don't know w-why I picked him. B-But I did. And n-now, if you kill him, I know I'll d-die to.) Feliciano murmured softly.
Lovino growled softly again then gently licked Feliciano's cheek to try to calm him down.
Trembling slightly, Feliciano's hold tightened.
Lovino glanced at Feliciano for a second then pulled away and walked over to Ludwig before jumping up and knocking the German vampire to the ground while growling something and baring his teeth.
"L-Lovi said... 'I-If you hurt him, I-I'll rip your d-damn arms off and beat you with t-them'," Feliciano translated, his voice trembling.
"I see…" Ludwig said then looked right at the wolf on top of him. "I promise I will NEVER do anything to your brother, Lovino. I'd…. I'd rather die myself than let anything happen to him."
Lovino blinked then got off the vampire and made his way back to Feliciano and sat down in front of him and stared up before growling something.
"You can still understand Lovino-kun right now Feliciano…?" Kiku asked, trying to break the tense atmosphere.
"Si..." Feliciano muttered, only partially listening to Kiku as he gave his attention to the growls his brother was giving, telling him how to defend himself should the need ever arise.
However, Lovino had stopped the growls in favor of trying to rid himself of an itch right behind his left ear, using his back leg to scratch at it.
"U-Um… I have a question…." Matthew spoke up.
"Che cosa?" Feliciano asked, reaching forward to get the spot annoying his brother.
Lovino leaned into the scratch and closed his eyes, a sound similar to a purr coming from his throat.
"Um… Well… N-Neither one of you drank the potion so… Why does Lovino seem to be so normal right now…?" Matthew asked then gasped. "O-Oh! I'm sorry! That was rude!"
Feliciano gave a small smile at his brother's actions then turned towards the ghost, still scratching Lovino's head. "It's not rude. It's because it's day time."
Matthew nodded back. "Oh… I see… Daytime..?"
"But I also have a question~," Francis purred as he spoke up and pointed at Antonio. "Feli? Don't you think it's rude that you're hogging your brother? What if Toni wants to scratch him too~? Did you ever think about that? Poor Toni~. You probably hurt his feelings by now~."
Feliciano turned to Antonio, who had just come out of the house having finished making breakfast, tears beginning to fall down his face. "Oh! Mi dispiace, Toni!"
Antonio blinked in confusion. "For what?" he asked.
"So Feli…. Shouldn't you let Toni have a turn to? I KNOW it will make him feel better~," Francis purred again with a smile on his face.
Sensing what the French vampire was doing, Lovino glared over at him and growled lowly with his fur slightly bristling in warning.
Feliciano glanced back at his brother. "Lovi doesn't like what you're saying... Are you sure I should do that...?" he asked.
Francis nodded back. "Oh~, oui~! You really should~. Your brother's just being a little touchy is all~."
"If you're sure..." Feliciano said slowly, moving to the Spanish vampire and giving him a small push towards the wolf before going to Ludwig's side.
Antonio blinked but allowed himself to be directed to Lovino.
Lovino shot Francis a glare and a deep growl before staring up at Antonio and slowly backing away.
The Spaniard frowned a little. "What is it, Lovi?" he asked.
Feliciano hugged Ludwig's arm and watched his brother curiously.
Without doing anything in reply, Lovino turned and stalked over to Francis before biting down on the French vampire's leg then ran back into the house.
Feliciano shrieked and ran to Francis' side. "F-Francis! A-Are you alright?!"
Francis nodded with a small wince. "Oui~. I'm fine. But… Could I have a towel please?"
"S-Si! Oh mio dio! I-I can't believe Lovi did that!" Feliciano cried. His breathing was getting faster as he began to panic again from all the blood pouring out of the French man. He began to tremble as the smell hit him.
Antonio quickly snuck away and followed after Lovino.
Ludwig immediately grabbed onto Feliciano and made the Italian look at him. "Feliciano! Calm down right now! Just breath!"
The Italian nodded and began to take deep breaths to calm down. Gilbert was already patching up Francis.
"You're an idiot," the vampire said flatly.
"Ah... oui~. I guess so..." Francis sighed dramatically then smiled and winked. "But we HAVE made some progress in l'mour~."
Gilbert smacked the back of the Frenchman's head.
Feliciano had managed to calm himself down. "G-Grazie, Luddy," he said, continuing to breath deeply.
"… You're welcome," Ludwig answered, still holding on to Feliciano while Francis fake cried from the smack.
With a small shudder, the wolf boy leaned forward and rested his head on Ludwig's chest. "I-I'm glad you aren't a-angry with me..." he said.
"Why would I be angry at you, Feliciano?" Ludwig asked.
"B-Because... of what I s-said this morning..." Feliciano said, his voice getting softer and softer.
"Ah…. I… I see…." Ludwig answered.
After a moment of silence, Feliciano glanced up nervously. "S-So?"
"Er… So... what…?" Ludwig asked confused. "I wasn't able to hear it too clearly before."
Feliciano was trembling with nervousness. "S-So... W-What do you t-think of what I-I said this m-morning...?"
"Er… I'm not sure…" Ludwig answered as he thought about it. "I could tell it was in Italian though…"
The Italian wolf became rigid. "A-Aspetta... Y-You mean... you don't know w-what I said...?" he murmured.
Ludwig shook his head no. "Er… Nein… Sorry, but maybe you can repeat it now?"
"Gil… You really need to work with your little brother… It's so sad to watch!" Francis quietly scolded into Gilbert's ear.
"Yeah... Oh man... Just look at Feli's face..." Gilbert replied, gesturing to the two boys.
Feliciano looked seconds away from bursting into tears. His bottom lip began to tremble and without a word, he shoved Ludwig away and sprinted into the house.
Meanwhile, Lovino had run all the way upstairs into his room and crawled underneath the covers on his bed enough that he just looked like a large pile of covers on the bed.
Antonio knocked gently on the door. "Lovi? Can I come in?" he called gently.
Lovino didn't answer back and instead curled up more under the covers, the only visible part of him being his nose and part of his muzzle as it poked out from under the cover.
Deciding to go in anyway, Antonio cracked open the door and slipped in. He sat on the edge of the bed and put a hand on the lump that was Lovino. "Are you alright, querido?" he asked.
Lovino softly growled something and turned away, accidentally knocking the cover off his head.
The Spaniard reached over and gently petted Lovino's head.
Lovino blinked then stared back at Antonio with a seemingly confused look on his wolf-ish face.
Antoni smiled at him. "You really are soft, Lovi," he commented.
Lovino snorted in response then gave Antonio's hand a quick small nip in warning.
"Oh, I didn't mean it in a bad way, Lovi. I was trying to be nice," Antonio said gently.
Lovino only let out another snort and curled back up, but still made sure to smack Antonio with his tail as he did so.
The vampire smiled and chuckled. "If you want to sleep more, I can leave," he offered.
Lovino shook his head no as he reached around and grabbed part of Antonio's shirt in his mouth.
Smiling again, Antonio shifted closer to the wolf. "Alright. I'll stay."
As soon as Antonio has sat down, Lovino crawled over and flopped down across the vampire's lap, his paw dangling off Antonio's legs while he laid his head down.
'Tan lindo~!' Antonio squealed in his head. On the outside, he just continued to smile and he began to gently pet Lovino's head and neck.
Slowly, Lovino started closing his eyes as the action put him to sleep.
Suddenly, a loud slam jolted the two.
Lovino snapped his head up then jumped down to the ground and ran all the way into Feliciano's room.
Soft sobs could be heard from the other side of the door.
Lovino whined loudly to get Feliciano's attention and scratched at the door.
"Go away!" Feliciano shrieked. Something smashed into the door and shattered. From the sound of it, the lamp that stood by Feliciano's bed was no longer with them.
Lovino whined again then bite down on the bottom of the door and ripping a large chuck out, (while at the moment uncaring about probably being scolded later about damaging the door), before giving up on that. Glancing up at the door handle, Lovino reared up and on back legs and used his paws to push the handle down, causing it to swing open. Then he tentatively peeked his head in before slowly making his way over to Feliciano's bed while avoiding pieces of the shattered lamp.
Feliciano was curled up on his side with his back facing the door, hugging his pillow tightly in front of his face and sobbing. He hadn't heard or noticed his twin enter the room.
Lovino growled softly then climbed up into the bed with Feliciano and curled around him as he laid down, then laid his head on Feliciano's shoulder.
The younger boy jerked in surprise and whipped around. "F-Fratello..." he said, his voice cracking, tears streaking his face. He turned towards his twin and hugged him tightly and began to sob again.
Lovino growled questioningly then licked Feliciano's cheek before nuzzling his head into Feliciano's chest and shifting closer.
Antonio looked in from the doorway in confusion for a moment, then slipped back downstairs and outside.
"I-It was for nothing... Feeling so nervous... Panicking... H-He doesn't... H-He couldn't unders-stand me..." Feliciano managed to explain between his sobs.
Lovino blinked and tilted his head a little then gently pressed his nose against Feliciano's cheek to urge him to continue.
Feliciano sniffed and buried his face into the fur on Lovino's neck. "H-He doesn't... know... how I feel..." he whispered brokenly.
Lovino whined and nuzzled Feliciano's face before looking towards the door and glaring at it while growling lowly with his fur bristling slightly.
Feliciano whimpered softly, tears continuing to stream down his face. "I-I... love him... so m-much... I-It hurts, fratello..."
Lovino turned back and nuzzled Feliciano again, then jumped down off the bed and ran out the door.
"What happened?" Antonio asked, approaching the group. "What's wrong with Feli?"
Gilbert slapped the back of Ludwig's head.
"Ow! Gilbert?! What did you do that for?" Ludwig demanded as he rubbed the back of his head while glaring at his older brother.
"Because you're stupid. Verdammt, Ludwig! You're suppose to be the smart one!" Gilbert scolded. "Fran, tell him the problem."
"Oh~! Where do I even BEGIN!" Francis started with a sigh. "All of us could see that was a confession of LOVE! Even Alfred probably could! YOU'RE the only one whose head it went over!"
"Love…. confession….?" Ludwig asked with his face started to go pink, then he rapidly shook his head no. "N-Nein! That is NOT it! Feliciano is my FRIEND. He would never do something like THAT!"
At that Francis facepalmed and turned to Gilbert. "Gil…. I give up…. Your little brother is just too hopeless for words…."
Gilbert sighed. "I know. Bruder, hurry up and understand your feeling for that little Italian or you'll just hurt him," he said sternly.
"Er…. I…. I don't even understand what they are….." Ludwig muttered.
Gilbert cracked him over the head again. "Well figure it out!"
Ludwig went to reply back, however, before he could, he was cut off by a deep, low growl coming from right behind him.