Happy Monday guys :) May I just say, Sly!Feli is a clever and sneaky little bastard.
Finally, Feliciano managed to get himself under control again and he moved back slightly, away from Ludwig. "A-Are you sure you're okay?" he asked, sniffing softly. "D-Do you need me to do anything? I'm so sorry, Luddy..."
"What I need you to do is to calm down. And to stop blaming yourself. It's not your fault," Ludwig sternly but gently said.
"B-But I hurt you..." Feliciano whimpered, gently touching the scratches once more. "And I made Lovi mad... This is all my fault... I messed up so much today..." The werewolf's eyes began to fill with tears again.
Ludwig sighed then gently made Feliciano look up at him. "It's not your fault. It was just mistakes on BOTH of your parts. There is no one to blame." Then he added, "And... If it's still bothering you about your brother, I'M not the one you should be talking to about it."
Feliciano turned his head away from the vampire, his eyes sparkling from tears. "I-I don't know what to say to him... I made him so angry... Veh... W-What if he hates me now...?" he asked, his voice trembling with repressed cries.
"He won't hate you. Look at Gilbert and I. Ja, he's very annoying most of the time, but do we hate each other?"
"Y-You and Gil a-aren't like me and f-fratello..." Feliciano pointed out.
Ludwig shook his head no. "I'm not talking about it from a supernatural perspective. I'm talking about it from a normal basic human one."
"You guys s-still aren't like Lovi and I..." Feliciano murmured, looking at the ground in shame. "I-I'm... I'm not brave enough... to go talk to him like I need to... I-I don't... I don't k-know how..."
"Well…." Ludwig said as he thought about it. "Maybe Lovino is the same way as you. And neither one of you have noticed it."
"V-Veh... The s-same as me...? What do you m-mean...?" the werewolf asked.
Ludwig paused a moment to gather his words together. "Maybe… he's worried as well… Worried about how to talk to you. And he's not sure how to do it."
"B-But fratellone never has trouble telling me exactly how he feels or thinks about me or stuff I do... W-Why would it be hard for him now...?" Feliciano asked, confused and worried for his dear twin. He didn't want him to be upset. Being upset was bad!
"Uh… Nein. That's not exactly what I meant. I mean how he might have problems telling you when something is wrong with him… Or when he tries to apologize. Things like that," Ludwig replied.
"So... I should go tell him that I'm not mad at him...?" Feliciano asked. "I already said that... He got mad at me..."
"I think what you do should be up to you. But…. It might be a good thing to do," Ludwig said. "And he should be calmer about it now, too. I'm sure Antonio's been talking to him."
With a soft sigh, Feliciano nodded, turned, and headed out of his room, off to find his brother.
Back outside, Lovino slowed pulled away from Antonio while looking down. "….. You're going to go make me talk to Feliciano... Aren't you, bastard….?" He mumbled as he pretended like he hadn't heard Antonio's last comment.
Antonio shook his head. "No, querido. It seems like you're always the one who is suppose to go talk to Feli. This time, let him come to you," the Spaniard said. "That seems fair, doesn't it? Until he comes though..." Antonio smiled, reached into his pocket, and grabbed something, holding it out to the Italian. "Would you like a tomato?"
"….? Where the hell did you get that from….?" Lovino asked as he stared at the tomato confused.
The Spaniard smiled. "I always have tomatoes with me~!" he said cheerfully.
Lovino rolled his eyes and took one of the fruits. "Looks like you got that damn pocket sewed up from when I ripped it open with my teeth. How the hell did you get the bite marks out?"
"I sewed them shut~! It wasn't hard~!" Antonio explained, taking another tomato from his pocket and taking a bite from it.
Lovino slowly took a bite while staring. "Damn… You seem like such a fucking GIRL if you do that sewing shit all the damn time…"
The vampire laughed. "I suppose. But I really don't mind~! It's a useful thing to know, and a pretty descent past time~!" he said.
Lovino rolled his eyes and continued munching on the tomato. "How the hell can you say that shit with a straight face…..?" He paused, then let out a long sigh. "….. Am I a bad brother….?"
"Qué? Of course not. Why would you think that?" Antonio asked.
Lovino went to reply but stopped and quickly shook his head.
"Querido, why did you ask?" the Spaniard pressed curiously.
"Nothing," Lovino snapped curtly. "Now fucking drop it."
"... Okay," Antonio said gently, letting it go.
Lovino moved away then quickly finished off the tomato.
The soft sound of a door opening and closing drew both boys' attention to the front door. Feliciano stood on the porch, looking nervous as he played with his fingers and snuck glances at his twin from under his bangs shyly.
Lovino silently stood there and watched, not quite sure what he should do at the moment or if he should say something first.
It was Feliciano who managed to work up enough courage to finally break the silence. "F-Fratello?" he said softly. "C-Can we... talk? Alone? I-I wanna tell you sorry... f-for being mean... earlier..."
Lovino blinked a few times then slowly nodded and walked up to his twin.
The younger Italian took Lovino's hand then lead him off the porch and around to the back of the house and into the forest. Once they had gone a good distance, the two stopped and sat side-by-side, leaning against a tree.
"Fratello..." Feliciano began, not sure what to say. "I'm... sorry that I made you so upset... I wasn't trying to make you angry..."
"….. It's not your damn fault…"
"You always say that, but fratello, I'm perfectly capable of making mistakes. And this was something I did. And I'm sorry," Feliciano said firmly. "I know you won't always be able to be there to protect me. I need to learn how to handle what happens after I mess up by myself."
Lovino went to retort but stopped and sighed. "Fine, dammit. I'll let you finish talking, alright?"
Feliciano nodded. "Grazie. This morning, when we all got back from the pet shop... I don't know what happened. I was just so scared that Nonno wouldn't let us keep Gino and Gio, I-I just panicked. Everything he said sounded like him telling me to take him back. S-So I got angry... and then the fight... After the fight, I fell and hit my head and my hearing got all weird. It's back to normal now, though. But anyway, I couldn't hear what Luddy and Nonno were saying when they decided to take me to you. I know better than that, especially so soon after a fight like that. I wasn't surprised when I saw you and you jumped on me. It's natural. I-I'm sorry about the way they handled you during that to. When Luddy took me to the hospital, I got my arm all patched up. Then I explained to him what happened. I'm so sorry for making this a difficult day, fratellone. I'll do better tomorrow, I promise," the Italian finished, somehow managing to say all of that in a single breath.
"…. What did they say…? About your arm….?" Lovino quietly and slightly nervously asked.
"Luddy said that the doctor told him I wouldn't be able to use it ever again. But then later, I heard him telling everyone else that because of what we are, I should heal completely," Feliciano answered. "I'm going to be fine, fratello."
"O-Oh… G-Good… " Lovino stuttered as he pulled himself off the tree and started walking back. "We should get back inside. The damn gatti are probably fucking starving or something…."
"Va bene..." Feliciano murmured, pulling himself up using the tree. He felt a strange tug on his arm and turned to look at his shoulder. He couldn't see anything wrong, so he guessed that the gauze was just snagged a little on his stitches.
Lovino paused when he didn't hear Feliciano following him. Turning back he asked, "Something wrong, dumbass?"
"I think my stitches are stuck..." he answered, reaching up his right had to very gently feel the bandage. Oh yeah. Definitely caught on his stitches.
"Well, let's get back into the damn house. I'll take care of it in the bathroom," Lovino said as he motioned for Feliciano to follow him.
The younger twin nodded and went after his brother.
When the two were close enough, Lovino grabbed his twin's good arm and dragged him all the way into the bathroom and made him sit down on the toilet. "Can you get your damn shirt off or do you want me to do it?"
"One sec," Feliciano said. It took a few minutes, but he managed to wriggle out of his shirt without pulling on his stitches. The shirt dropped to the ground, showing Lovino for the first time how much bandage had been used on his twin.
Lovino frowned at the sight. "They…. really used a lot of that damn stuff… D-Didn't they…"
"... Si... I promise it's not as bad as it looks!" Feliciano said quickly.
"Don't treat me like a damn bambino. I can handle it," Lovino muttered and started unwrapping the gauze. "…. It's a little bloody so I think I should change it right now. You care?"
"N-No. If you think you should, go ahead..." Feliciano said, turning his head away from his damaged shoulder.
"Fine…. Well, where's the damn wrap at?" Lovino asked as he glanced around the bathroom in case it was out in the open.
"It's in the cupboard," the younger twin answer, pointing to the mirror.
"Oh…. Well you better stay right there, dammit! Don't move a fucking inch!" Lovino ordered as he marched over to the cabinet.
As his brother was locating more bandages, Feliciano worked up enough nerves to slowly look over at his shoulder for the first time. He flinched and snapped his head back the other way. His skin was red and blotchy, the black threads that held the torn sides together looking like tiny claws poking up from his flesh. He shuddered.
Then, a second later, Lovino came back over with his arms full of the medical supplies. "Sit still, dammit. I'm going to start wrapping it."
Feliciano nodded quickly and shuddered again. "V-Va bene."
Lovino nodded, then slowly and gently started wrapping the wound with the gauze.
Once he was done, Feliciano quickly pulled his shirt back on, wanting to cover the bandages as quickly as possible.
Lovino moved away and started putting the unused items back, not saying a word.
Finally, Feliciano stood up. "So... Can we go feed Gino and Gio now...?" he asked.
Lovino nodded then started heading out the door. "Si. We need to, dammit."
The younger twin followed after the elder, beginning to chatter about whatever popped into his head.
Lovino continued to keep silent while pretending to listen to his twin.
When the brothers reached the kitchen, their new pets sprung on them. Gio jumped into Lovino's arms, a soft huff of indignation escaping him as thought to say, 'I'm letting you take care of me, but I don't really need it', while Gino licked Feliciano's face like a puppy, purring happily.
Feliciano giggled softly and nuzzled the kitten, hugging him close to his chest with his good arm so the baby animal wouldn't be hurt or in danger of falling. "Ciao to you to, Gino~!" he chirped. Gino mewed at him.
"The hell you doing, you little bastard? You hungry or something?" Lovino asked as he held the kitten close and gently flicked his ear with his finger. "Well, you're going to have to fucking wait for us to make it, alright?"
Gio made a soft noise in his throat that wasn't a purr, but not a growl either. He licked Lovino's hand then jumped out off his arms, meowing at Gino who instantly followed after him.
"I'll go make the damn food. You watch after the bastards or something," Lovino said as he made his way over to the counter.
"Okay~!" Feliciano agreed happily, skipping after the kittens to play with them in the living room.
When Feliciano was out of earshot, Lovino sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Dammit…."
A pair of arms suddenly wrapped around the werewolf's waist. "What's the matter, tesoro?" Antonio asked gently.
Lovino yelped in surprise and jumped. "W-Where the hell did you just fucking come from bastard?!"
The vampire laughed lightly. "After you left with Feli, I came back in here. I've just been sitting at the little breakfast table in the corner the hole time. You just didn't see me~!" he said, smiling cheerfully.
"O-Oh… W-Well then you should have said something, dammit!" Lovino sputtered. "W-What are you? A damn ghost now instead of a vampire?!"
"Nope~! Still a vampire~!" Antonio said, showing his fangs to to the Italian. "I wonder if Matthew would be offended by that?"
Lovino gave him a deadpanned expression in return. "I wasn't asking for fucking PROOF, bastard… and how the hell should I know that? Ask him whenever the hell you see him next."
The Spaniard laughed softly. "Fusososo~. I think I'd much rather just keep hugging you. It's more fun than asking people if I upset them~."
"W-Well…. W-Who the hell said you could stand here and hug me?! A-And I need to feed the damn cats too bastard!"
Antonio gave a little sigh, but didn't move away. "Si, and I need to feed Eltio."
"Why the hell did you get that psycho rock anyway?" Lovino asked as he wiggled out of Antonio's grasp.
"Hey! Elito is not a psycho! Or a rock!" Antonio whined. "He's an adorable little tortoise!"
"Like HELL that thing's little!" Lovino snapped back as he worked on making the cats' food. "It's fucking HUGE dammit!"
"You know what I meant!" Antonio said, crossing his arms and pouting. "Eltio is adorable. At least to me he is. But..." Here, the vampire smiled and re-wrapped his arms around Lovino, resting his chin on the Italian's shoulder. "He's still no where near as adorable as you~."
"Y-You bastard!" Lovino sputtered as he stopped what he was doing to stare at Antonio with wide eyes. "W-Where the hell did that shit come from?!"
"My braaaaaain~!" Antonio informed him, planting a soft kiss on his cheek.
"Y-You sound like a fucking ZOMBIE when you say shit like that!"
"Loooooovvvvvvi... I'm waaaaant to eaaaaat your braaaaaains..." Antonio said, leaning heavily on the werewolf and hugging him a little tighter. He lifted his head and pressed his lips to Lovino's hair, then moved back slightly and pretended to bite at his head. "Nom nom nom."
"D-Don't fucking do that!" Lovino sputtered and kicked Antonio in the leg. "D-Do it again and this time I'LL be the one to do the fucking biting!"
The Spaniard laughed. "Oh Lovi, don't worry!" he said, hugging the Italian tightly. "I wouldn't ever really bite you~! Never ever~!"
"Not like it'll do a single damn thing," Lovino retorted. "And you already DID bite me, dumbass."
The vampire thought about this for a moment. "Well, yes... You know what I meant though~!" he said, smiling.
"Of course I did, bastard. I'm not a fucking idiot." Then Lovino turned and called out into the living room. "Feliciano! Bring the damn cats in here! Their foods done!"
"Va bene~!" Feliciano yelled back. A few moments later, Feliciano trotted into the kitchen, the two kittens following behind him. "Veh~! Tempo del pasto, gattini~!" (Meal time, kitties~!) he chirped. The two kittens mewed.
"There. I did my fucking part. You clean up, dammit," Lovino said then glanced at Antonio.
"Okay~!" Feliciano said, sitting on the floor next to the kittens as they ate. "They're so cute~! I'll clean up when they finish~!"
"I need to go feed Eltio," Antonio said. "Would you like to come with me, Lovi?" he offered.
"W-Whatever, dammit…" Lovino mumbled as he made his way over to the vampire. "J-Just keep that damn rock under control will you?"
"He's not a rock!" the Spanish vampire whined, leading Lovino out of the kitchen and down the hall.
"Did you ever LOOK at him?! He's a fucking ROCK with legs!" Lovino exclaimed and yanked his hand out of Antonio's grasp. "A-And I can walk myself, dammit!"
"But I like holding your hand," Antonio complained. "And he isn't a rock!"
"Oh yeah?! Same as how I'M not a fucking WEREWOLF!" Lovino spat then froze at what he said.
The vampire stopped and turned, pulling Lovino into a tight hug.
Lovino blinked rapidly then pushed Antonio away. "W-What the hell was that for?!"
"Because I love yooooou~!" Antonio cooed, smiling brightly at the Italian.
"Y-You already said it about fifteen times, y-you bastard!" Lovino stuttered and moved back. "N-Now tell the REAL damn reason!"
"Only fifteen? Really? Hmm... I need to fix that," Antonio said. He reached out and snagged his lover once again, pulling his to his chest. "Te amo, Lovi~. Te amo, te amo~. I love you. I really, really love you." His voice had changed from light-hearted to serious, his emerald colored eyes starring deeply into Lovino's honey amber ones. "And I always will. For eternity. Te amo."
Lovino blushed as he stared back, unable to take his eyes away. "E-Eternity's a fucking long time, bastard…. I-I hope you realize that…."
"Not long enough," Antonio said softly. Then he leaned forward and connected their lips in a sweet and gently kiss.
After a bit, they parted and panted for breath. And all the while Lovino continued staring at the vampire. "We… We make one fucked up love story… Don't we, bastard…? A vampire and a werewolf…? Together….? Who the hell heard of shit like that….?"
Antonio chuckled lightly. "Fusososo~. Probably no one. But that doesn't make me love you any less."
"T-Too fucking corny…" Lovino muttered under his breath.
"Fusososo~."
"S-Stop that, bastard!"
Just outside the kitchen doorway, Gilbert was getting fed up with his little brother's shyness. "This is stupid, West," he said, hands on his hips, Gilbird nesting in his hair. "He's your boyfriend. What's wrong with you showing affection to him? He's always the one who has to start everything." Gilbird cheeped in agreement.
"B-Because it's not! I-I…." Ludwig stuttered and sighed. "Gilbert, will you PLEASE just mind your own business…? After all, me and Feliciano only JUST started dating. It's not like we set up a wedding and we're currently trying to pick out decorations," he said, trying to cover up his nervousness about the entire thing.
"One, no, I won't stay out of it, and two, Birdie and I only just started dating to, but we aren't being stupid about it and getting embarrassed when other people are around. Ludwig, if you aren't careful and get over your shyness soon, Feli's going to start thinking you don't want to be with him because you won't show him affection when others are near by," Gilbert said, trying to give the other some brotherly advice.
"He…. He already knows how I feel…." Ludwig uselessly said. "Shouldn't… Shouldn't that be good enough for right now….? I know he can understand….."
Gilbert took a very, very deep breath and slowly let it out. Once that was done, he reached over, grabbed the back of Ludwig's shirt, hoisted him up, and threw him into the kitchen at Feliciano.
The Italian heard the commotion and turned to see what was happening.
Ludwig, caught by surprise by his brother's actions, wasn't able to right himself in time and ended up crashing right into Feliciano, both of their lips crashing together as well.
The two boys were knocked to the ground, Ludwig on top of Feliciano who was now pinned to the ground. The werewolf blinked, surprised by these sudden events, but even more surprised that Ludwig was kissing him without him having to say anything.
Quickly jumping off Feliciano, Ludwig started stuttering as his face flushed. "I-I'm so sorry about that! A-Are you alright?!"
Feliciano smiled and giggled. "I'm fine, Luddy~. That was fun~! You kissed me without me needing to ask~! Yay~!"
Ludwig went to retort and say it wasn't a kiss but paused, then said, "You… Um… You liked it….?"
The Italian giggled again. "Si~."
"O-Oh…. I-I guess... t-that's… good….." Ludwig stuttered, unsure of what he should say or do next.
Feliciano smiled brightly. "Can you do that again?" he asked.
The vampire blinked and nodded. "Ja…" he said, then started leaning closer.
"You're to slow!" Feliciano whined, jumping to his feet and throwing himself on the German, wrapping his arm around Ludwig's neck and kissing him deeply.
Ludwig flushed in surprise but kissed back, getting more and more into it as they continued.
The werewolf tilted his head to the side, pressing closer to the vampire as his hold around Ludwig's neck tightened slightly.
Outside the room, Francis walked up to where Gilbert still was. "Well well~. Was someone doing his OWN match making~?" he purred and peeked into the kitchen to watch Feliciano and Ludwig. "I am so proud of you~."
"Oh shut it, Fran," Gilbert muttered. "I was just sick of seeing him being a pussy about it. So I forced it a little." Gilbird cheeped. "Fine! A lot! I shoved him into Feli and this happened!"
"Oh really~? That's all it took? Then why didn't you do it before~?" Francis asked with a wink.
"Because I-! Why didn't you think of it before and do it yourself!?" Gilbert demanded. "You're the one who's suppose to be all clever about love and shit!"
"Well... Of COURSE I am~," Francis said in a dramatic flair. Then he leaned near the other vampire's ear and whispered, "Much like how I know you're pinning for a certain ghost~."
Gilbert growled. "No shit. I haven't been able to see him all week! He's been busy everyday!" he complained. "I want to hang out with Birdie!"
"So go see him NOW, silly~," Francis chuckled. "He won't mind~."
"I can't," Gilbert whined. "I already asked and he said he was busy! He has stuff to do! If I interrupt him, then it'll just take longer till he's able to hang out!" The tiny yellow chick in his hair locked eyes with the French vampire and rolled it's eyes.
"Well, in that case, just enjoy the show~," Francis purred and gestured to the couple in the kitchen.
"WHAT fucking show?!" A angry voice sounded from behind the two.
The two vampires froze and slowly turned around, discovering a very, very pissed off looking Lovino and a dazed, smiling Antonio. "U-Uh..." Gilbert stuttered, not wanting to say something that would get his brother killed.
"Well….? Tell me. RIGHT. This. FUCKING. Second!" Lovino growled and his eyes blazed gold.
"I'mgoingtofindMatthew!" Gilbert yelped, escaping around the werewolf and out the front door, leaving Francis alone.
However, the Frenchman had already escaped while Lovino's attention was on Gilbert.
Growling lowly, Lovino ran right into the kitchen. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!"
Feliciano was laying on his stomach on the floor, playing with Gino. At Lovino's sudden entrance, he looked up and smiled. "Veh~! Ciao, fratello~!" he greeted happily, before turning his attention back to his kitten. Ludwig was sitting at the breakfast table, his eyes a little wider than normal. He seemed to be a bit shocked about something.
Lovino whipped his head back and forth between the two in confusion as his eyes went back to normal. "What the hell…?! T-Those bastards… T-They were talking about a fucking show! T-This CAN'T be it, dammit!"
Feliciano looked up at his twin again. "A show...? In the kitchen...? But the DVD player and T.V are in the living room..." he said in confusion.
"NOT THAT KIND OF-!" Lovino started to yell then stopped and groaned. "Ugh... Fuck it… Just forget it…."
"Okay~! Did you feed Eltio?" Feliciano asked, smiling cheerfully and standing up.
Antonio nodded happily. "Si! He's so cute~. Just sitting there munching on the leaves," he said, smiling brightly back at the Italian.
"So apparently rocks can eat…." Lovino muttered as he bent down and picked up Gio, who had just wondered into the room.
"He's not a rock!" Antonio cried.