I hate everything about school. I hate Prezi, I hate Chemistry, I hate Government, I hate the book Frankenstein, I hate Catchupmath, I especially hate math, and did I mention how much I wanted to repeatedly stab the person who said math was a mandatory thing to learn? Last night I was working on some math homework. I had a freaking panic/rage attack. I panicked because I couldn't remember how the fuck to do anything, then I had blinding rage because I didn't know what the fuck was going on or what to do. Then fucking Prezi wouldn't let me work on my project WHICH IS DUE TODAY because I didn't have a fucking mouse, only a touch mouse pad. Well fuck you too school.

How much longer till winter break?

The boys reached the back room just as Arthur was beginning his explanation of how the potion would work. Feliciano slid along the wall and sat down, hugging his knees to his chest and glaring at the back of Lovino's head.

"All you do is drink this then exchange blood. Usually the… uh… most preferred method is biting. But that's your own choice. I'll leave you to this, so hurry up and get done so you can leave," Arthur said as he handed the cups to the two, then got up and left.

Lovino held his own cup and glanced down at the liquid, ignoring Feliciano's glares. "… You ready bastard?"

Antonio nodded. "Si," he said holding up his own cup.

Feliciano sighed softly and gave up, pressing his face into his knees instead.

Lovino quickly drained the cup then shuttered at the taste. "Ugh…. That was disgusting as hell…." He complained as he stuck his tongue out.

Antonio made a similar face. "Si..." he agreed. They waited for a moment and nothing happened. "How long does it take to work?" he asked.

"Uh… I think now….." Lovino mumbled then pulled down the collar on his shirt and moved closer to Antonio. "But the bastard said that we have to exchange blood…. So….. ugh…. I can't believe I'm fucking saying this… but... Bite me. Here." He pointed at the part of his neck that was revealed when the collar was pulled away.

"Um…. What exactly is going on here….?" Francis spoke up and asked from the corner he was standing in next to Gilbert. "Is it a love affair~?"

Gilbert shrugged and opened his mouth to answer, only to see that Feliciano's head had shot up and the werewolf was giving him a warning glare so he shut his mouth again and just shook his head.

"I'll try to be gentle, Lovi," Antonio promised, wrapping his arms around the Italian's waist and pulling his closer. Then he leaned down, and carefully sank his fangs into Lovino's neck. He only took a single mouthful before pulling back again. "You alright?" he asked.

Lovino nodded and rubbed the spot where Antonio bit him. "Sì….. Guess it's your turn now…" He mumbled, then glanced at Antonio. "But... Dammit… How the hell do I do that…? My teeth aren't sharp enough right now…"

Getting an idea, Antonio brought his wrist to his mouth and carefully bit down. He held his bleeding arm out to the werewolf. "Here," he said. He was beginning to feel a bit strange. 'I wonder if that's the potion working,' he thought idly.

Lovino held the wound to his own mouth as he started to lick the blood off of it, at least until a twinge of pain went through him, causing him to quickly let go and begin to tremble as his eyes started to turn red.

Startled, Feliciano stood up but didn't move closer. His brother's scent had changed. He didn't smell like a wolf, but he didn't smell like a vampire either. "Fratello...?" he said softly, worry in his voice. He noticed that Antonio also no longer smelled the same either.

The Spaniard had reached out to take Lovino's hand but stopped when he felt his own shock of pain. He gritted his teeth and felt them growing and sharpening. He looked down at his hands and saw his nails were sharpening into claws and fur was beginning to grow along his arms.

Ludwig stood off to the side and watched the two changing while feeling very tense and worried.

Lovino grit his teeth and clenched his fists together as two of his teeth started lengthening into sharp fangs. This continued until he collapsed to the ground panting for breath.

Unable to keep himself back any longer, Feliciano rushed to his twin's side and knelt down next to him. "Fratello!" he cried, setting his hand lightly on his brother's back, trying to be comforting.

Lovino slowly looked up at Feliciano before his gaze turned down towards his brother's neck and he started leaning towards it with a hungry glint to his now blood red eyes.

"F-Fratello...?" Feliciano whimpered, freezing in place.

"F-Feliciano! Get away f-from him! H-Hurry!" Antonio forced out before his voice became snarls and growls as he dropped his his knees.

Ludwig snapped into action as he lunged forward and pinned Lovino to the ground, causing the Italian to start hissing and struggling as he tried to get at Feliciano. Glaring at Francis and Gilbert, Ludwig ordered, "Go! Get some blood bags right now! Hurry up!"

Without a second of hesitation, the duo ran off to get the bags.

Feliciano hadn't moved an inch from his spot and was starring with wide, terrified eyes at his twin, trembling with fear.

Ludwig continued to hold down the squirming and hissing Lovino as he glanced at Feliciano. "Feliciano! Go over to Antonio right now!" He ordered.

The Italian didn't budge, his eyes locked onto Lovino's.

Finally done transforming, Antonio stood and shook out his fur to get the bits of shredded fabric off of him. His newly golden eyes scanned the room and spotted the paralyzed-with-fear Italian. The wolf ran forward and grabbed the back of Feliciano's shirt then quickly yanked him from the room just as Gilbert and Francis ran back in, both carrying bags of blood for the newly turned vampire Lovino.

Lovino snarled and hissed as he yanked the bags away from the two and harshly bit down into one of them, completely draining it, then moving on to the next bag.

Due to Lovino's distraction, Ludwig slowly moved back and let go of the Italian, although he continued to watch him warily.

Antonio padded back into the room and nudged the backs of Ludwig's legs, nodding his head back towards the other room where Feliciano was once the German looked at him. The dark brown wolf starred at him, telling him to go check on the Italian werewolf with his eyes.

Ludwig nodded and did a quick glance over at Lovino who was still tearing into the bags and draining them dry and also managing to get some of the blood on him too, before turning and heading out of the room. "You better stay close to him, Antonio. And watch him."

The wolf nodded then moved to the Italian's side, sitting down beside him.

A few seconds later, Lovino finished off all the bags and panted for breath with blood all over his mouth as he nervously glanced at the wolf next to him. "T-Tomato bastard….?"

The Spanish wolf nodded then shifted closer, licking the blood from Lovino's face.

Lovino moved away with his eyes turning back to normal and wiping at his own mouth. "D-Don't do that, dammit…. But… H-How's Feliciano….?"

Antonio blinked then growled.

Lovino blinked, confused, then sighed. "Dammit…. Can't fucking understand anymore….." Then he got to his feet and walked out of the room. "I-I'll go check myself…."

In the other room, Feliciano was sitting against another wall, his knees pulled to his chest and his hands pressed over his ears as he trembled, his eyes starring unseeingly at a spot in front of him as he thought about what had just happened.

Ludwig slowly sat down next to him for a few seconds, then reached out and set his hand on the Italian's shoulder. "Feliciano….?"

At the touch, Feliciano jerked away before turning and seeing it was only Ludwig. Calming slightly, he moved back and pressed his shaking frame close to Ludwig's side, not saying a word.

Ludwig held Feliciano close and gently started rubbing his back. "It's alright, Feliciano… You're safe. You don't have anything to worry about."

However, as soon as he had said this, Lovino had walked out of the room and stood nervously a few feet away from the two. "F-Feli….?" He mumbled, keeping the his new fangs hidden in his mouth.

Antonio had followed the Italian vampire and was watching silently, standing just behind Lovino.

Feliciano became ridged, ceasing all movement at the sound of Lovino's voice. His breaths were shallow and haggard, sounding as though he was having difficulty taking them.

Lovino looked down and trembled before he launched himself forward and wrapped his arms around his twin while burying his face into Feliciano's shoulder and rambling in rapid Italian about 'how fucking sorry he was,' and, 'how he had no fucking clue how the hell or why that even happened in the first damn place.'

At first, the younger boy didn't respond. After a few moments, he slowly reached up and wrapped his arms around his brother tightly, hugging him close as tears built up in his eyes. "F-Fratello," he managed to say. "I-It's alright. I p-promise. Don't be s-sad. It's a-alright. You o-only startled me."

Lovino pulled away while still looking down at the ground. "How… How are you…..? Right now….?" He mumbled, barely opening his mouth so Feliciano wouldn't catch sight of the fangs.

Feliciano stared off to the side. "I-I'm fine," he murmured. "W-What about you...?"

"…. Fine…." Lovino mumbled again, still trying to keep the fangs hidden. "Feels weird as hell though…."

"... Y-You don't have to do that... It's okay..." Feliciano said softly, glancing up at his brother.

"…. Do... Do what…?" Lovino asked, confused, still not looking at his twin.

Slowly and carefully, Feliciano reached up and turned Lovino's head to face him. "Let me see. Open your mouth," he said gently.

Lovino blinked in confusion then glared back defiantly as he kept his mouth clamped shut and went to pull away from his twin.

Feliciano grabbed his wrist and held him in place. "Come on, Lovi. I'm not scared! I wanna see! Please? Please please please please please?" he begged, giving the other a kicked puppy look, recovering from his shock surprisingly quickly.

Lovino glared and shook his head no as he pointedly looked away and started trying to pull his wrist free.

Getting onto his knees, Feliciano pulled Lovino towards him so their faces were only centimeters apart, his eyes starring intensely into his twin's, and his grip tightening on his arm. "Why not? Come on. Please? Why can't I, fratello? I want to! I promise it won't scare me! Please!" he said.

Lovino quickly squeezed his eyes shut so he couldn't see Feliciano and continued to keep his mouth tightly shut.

Feliciano became silent for a moment as he thought about what he should do. He could only see option. So he went for it. Letting go of his brother's wrist, his hands shot up and he held onto Lovino's face and pulled open his mouth, showing off his fangs.

"! 'hat th' h'll are you fu'king do'ng?!" Lovino demanded, his words slurred due to being unable to form words correctly. "G't 'ff damm't!"

"I'm looking at your fangs. You weren't going to open your mouth and I was curious," Feliciano said as though it was a perfectly normal thing to grab your family members' faces and forcibly stare at their teeth.

"W'y th' h'll wou'd y'u wan' t' 'o t'at?!" Lovino demanded then swatted Feliciano's hand away. "Why the hell would you want to fucking look at that for dammit?!"

"Because I wanted to see! Luddy won't show me his! Does it feel weird?" the Italian werewolf asked.

Lovino facepalmed and said, "How the hell should I know that….. or even WANT to…?" Then he turned and knelt down in front of Antonio. "But… why the hell haven't you turned human yet, bastard…?"

Antonio blinked, then growled and licked his cheek.

Feliciano giggled. "Aww~. Cute."

Lovino hissed and bared his fangs a little. "Shut up…." Then he glanced back at Antonio. "… What the hell did he say…?"

Feliciano smiled as an idea crossed his mind. "Tell me what it feel like to be a vampire and have fangs and I'll tell you," he bargained.

Lovino glared then spat, "Fine, dammit…. It's feels weird as hell and I don't fucking like it because it feels weird. Now tell me what he said, dammit." Then he started rubbing his throat.

Feliciano raised an eyebrow then rolled his eyes. "Fine. Be stubborn. I'll find out myself later. But, Toni said, 'I don't know but I don't care as long as I'm with you'," he translated.

"W-What the hell?!" Lovino stuttered and glared down at the wolf. "What the hell is that shit supposed to mean?!" he demanded as he rubbed at his throat again.

Antonio wagged his tail.

"Why do you keep rubbing your throat, fratello?" Feliciano asked.

Lovino paused then blinked. "I… I don't know, dammit….. Hell… I didn't even notice….."

"Huh... Weird~!" Feliciano said, smiling.

Lovino rolled his eyes and rubbed his throat again. "Dammit… Why the hell does my throat hurt….?"

Ludwig blinked and said, "Um… Your THROAT hurts….?"

Lovino hissed and glared at the German. "SI, dammit! I just fucking SAID that!"

Antonio whimpered and pressed his head against Lovino's side. Feliciano starred at the wolf.

"Really...?" he asked. The Spaniard nodded and Feliciano sighed and nodded. "Toni says you need to drink more blood."

Lovino scowled and glared down at the wolf. "You're fucking kidding me… I already DID, bastard. You watched me."

Antonio whined and thumped his head against Lovino's chest repeatedly.

Lovino glared more and shoved the wolf away. "Hell no! I'm NOT fucking doing it!"

The Spanish werewolf whimpered and flattened his ears to his head, pressing his body to the ground.

"Fratello! He's just trying to help!" Feliciano cried, moving around his twin and going to Antonio. He picked the wolf up and hugged him tightly.

Lovino guiltily bit his lip and looked away as he clenched his fists. "M-Mi dispiace…." he mumbled.

Feliciano smiled and held Antonio up to his brother. "Hug him~! That'll make him happy again!" he chirped. The wolf gave Lovino a hurt puppy face, his pink tongue poking from between his lips and making him look, somehow, even more endearing than before.

Lovino hissed and bared his fangs but slowly took the wolf and held him close. "There…. Y-you better be happy about this, bastardo….."

Antonio make a sound in the back of his throat and licked Lovino's face then nuzzled him. Feliciano giggled at the cuteness of it all.

"D-Don't do that!" Lovino stuttered as his face flushed. "I-It's embarrassing, dammit!"

The wolf licked the vampires nose.

"S-Stop that, dammit!" Lovino stuttered again and held the wolf away from his face.

Feliciano moved to Ludwig's side and attached himself to the German boy's arm.

Ludwig blinked then looked down. "Er…. Is something wrong…?"

"No~. I just wanna hug you because I love you~!" Feliciano said nuzzling his head to Ludwig's chest.

"O-Oh…. I see….." Ludwig muttered as a blush started to cover his face.

"Veh~." Pushing himself up onto the tips of his toes, Feliciano leaned against Ludwig and kissed the tip of the vampire's nose.

Ludwig's face flushed even more at the action. "W-What…?!"

Unfortunately, Lovino happened to glance over at the time and saw the entire thing, causing him to set Antonio down and start stalking over with a very angry look on his face.

Feliciano didn't see his twin approaching. He was smiling brightly at Ludwig, giggling softly.

However, he had no choice but to notice when Lovino grabbed the back of his shirt and started yanking him off. "What… the HELL are you doing?!"

The Italian whined and began to squirm. "Fratellooooooo! I was hugging Luddyyyyyyy!" he cried, his arms spazzing all over the place as he tried to get back to the German vampire. "Let gooooooo!"

"Hell no!" Lovino hissed as he tightened his grip. "You can just fucking deal with it! So stop bitching!"

"Luddyyyyyyy!" The Italian cried, trying to pull away from his brother.

"Er….." Was all Ludwig could get out as he tried to figure out what to do.

"Shut up! Don't go crying to him!" Lovino yelled and pulled back harder.

Antonio moved behind Lovino and set his forehead against the Italian's back and he began to push him forward towards the German.

"Luddy~!" Feliciano said happily, once again close enough to grab and hug the other, which he did.

Lovino let out a surprise yelp and almost fell over before he caught himself. "What the hell, you bastard?!"

Antonio whined then grabbed the bottom of Lovino's shirt in his mouth and tugged at it forcefully.

Lovino blinked in confusion and stared at the wolf. "What the hell are you doing…?"

Feliciano, who was still holding tightly onto Ludwig's arm so Lovino couldn't pull him away, looked back at his brother. "He wants you to pay attention to him! Lovi, Toni is pretty much an attention loving puppy right now."

Lovino groaned and facepalmed. "Ugh…. Great….. What the hell do you mean by puppy?! The bastard's huge!"

"Er…. Feliciano….? Can you loosen your grip a little bit….?" Ludwig awkwardly asked as he looked down at the Italian.

Feliciano shook his head. "If I do, fratello will pull me away again!" he said, tightening his hold.

"Er… I don't think he will at the moment…" Ludwig answered. "Antonio IS distracting him…."

Antonio growled and knocked his head against Lovino's chest, whining softly.

"Dammit, you bastard! I'm fucking talking to you right now! And you KNOW I can't understand what the hell you're saying! I'm NOT the wolf at the moment!" Lovino snapped in an annoyed tone as he gently grabbed the wolf's shoulders and held him back.

Antonio whimpered.

"D-Don't give me that damn look!" Lovino stuttered and glanced away.

The moment Lovino let go of him, Feliciano shot away from his brother and wrapped his arms around Ludwig's middle. "Luddy~!"

"?! W-Was?!" Ludwig stuttered in surprise.

Feliciano 'veh'ed and nuzzled his head under Ludwig's chin.

The wolf gave Lovino a heart broken look.

"W-What….?" Lovino nervously asked.

Antonio whimpered and gently moved his head forward and licked Lovino's cheek before laying down on top of the Italian's feet and letting his ears droop once more.

"To-Tomato bastard….?" Lovino mumbled as he awkwardly reached out and gently touched the wolf's head.

Antonio nuzzled the offered hand slightly, his golden eyes starring sadly up at the Italian.

Lovino sighed and used one hand to rub his forehead. "Dammit… Now I know how it is for you… Not having any fucking clue what you're saying and not being able to understand you…."

Antonio stood and lightly tugged at Lovino's shirt, looking back towards the living room.

"Huh….? You want to go to the damn living room or something….?" Lovino asked, confused.

The wolf nodded.

"Ugh... Fine, dammit… Let's go..." Lovino said as he got to his feet and followed Antonio.

"E-Er…. Feliciano…? Can you stop that…?" Ludwig stuttered as he moved his head away.

Feliciano looked up at the vampire with tear filled eyes. "D-Does Luddy not love me?" he whimpered.

"A-Ah! Nein! T-That's not it! I-It's-! U-Uh!" Ludwig stammered in a completely flustered tone.

Feliciano sniffed softly. "Y-You promise?" he asked.

Ludwig nodded. "Ja…. I'm sure…"

"Yay~! Ti amo, Luddy~! Ti amo, ti amo~!" Feliciano chirped. He slid around behind the vampire and clambered up onto his back. He wrapped his arm's around Ludwig's neck to hold himself up and giggled. "Ti amooooo~!"

"W-What?! F-Feliciano?! What are you doing?!"

The werewolf giggled some more and nuzzled the vampire again.

"N-Nein! S-Stop that!" Ludwig stammered as he tried to reach back to reach Feliciano.

Of course, Gilbert and Francis decided to enter the room as this was happening. The Prussian smirked and lightly elbowed the Frenchman. "Check it out, Fran. Looks like bruder got himself caught. Need some help, Westen?" he asked, cackling.

Feliciano laughed then leaned forward so his head was beside Ludwig's before he turned and kissed the other boy's cheek. He nuzzled the vampire's face gently and whispered in his ear, "Ti amo."

"Ich liebe dich." Ludwig whispered back into Feliciano's own ear, and, at the moment, pretending that he hadn't heard his brother.

Sighing happily, Feliciano maneuvered himself around so he was being held in Ludwig's arms, his own arms still around the German boy's neck. "Veh~. Buono~. That makes me happy," he said, laying his head on Ludwig's chest.

Suddenly, there were growls and whimpers along with grunts of pain coming from the other room. Recognizing his brother's voice, Feliciano jerked away and ran into the living room. "Fratello!"

Lovino was crouched down on the ground next to Antonio. Hearing Feliciano's voice, he snapped his head up and stared with his eyes changing from red to gold. "C-Changing… back…" He ground out before he started growling in pain.

Running to his brother's side, Feliciano gently rubbed Lovino's back. "Fratello..." he murmured softly. He looked over at Antonio who was laying curled up tightly on the ground, trembling in pain. He was growling and snarling.

"D-Dammit….." Lovino panted and growled, then he reached out and took Antonio's paw in his own hand and gently squeezed it.

Antonio jerked and he locked eyes with Lovino, his eyes beginning to change back to emerald green from the gold the wolf form had given him. His body was starting to change back, and his bones made strange crack noises as they began to shift and shrink.

A few moments later, both the vampire and the werewolf were lying on the ground panting for breath, now restored as what they were supposed to be.

"T-That…. was… so… fucking WEIRD…." Lovino panted as he laid on his side.

"S-Si..." Antonio gasped, sitting up. "Are you... alright, querido...?"

"S-Si…." Lovino nodded and pulled himself up. "A-And…. you owe me a new fucking shirt, you bastard…."

Confused, Antonio looked over at him. "For... what?" he asked.

Lovino glared back and pointed down at the small holes in his shirt. "What do you think, bastardo?"

"Oh... Lo siento, Lovi," Antonio said. "I can fix it for you if you want."

"I-It's fine, dammit…. Don't worry about it…" Lovino mumbled and glanced away with a slight blush on his face. "Dammit… I guess it's Feliciano's turn now…?"

Antonio nodded and turned to the younger Italian who was still kneeling beside his twin. "Are you ready, Feli?"

Feliciano nodded. "Si."

Lovino did a double take and jumped back. "W-What the hell?! When the hell did you get here?!"

"I've been here since you started changing back," Feliciano reminded him.

"O-Oh…." Lovino stuttered and looked away.

"Er… Are you sure about this, Feliciano…?" Ludwig asked.

The Italian nodded. "Si. What about you, Luddy? Are you sure?" Feliciano asked back, taking the vampire's hand.

Ludwig nodded and gave Feliciano's hand a gently squeeze. "Ja. I'm sure. But... I think we should make sure we're prepared this time…"

Gilbert entered the room. "Already covered, little bruder. Francis and I went and got more blood for Feli already. And Arthur is about to finish the next potion," the albino reported.