Hey guys~! Happy Monday! This chapter is really long... But guess what? The next chapter is even longer =_=;; Sorry about that.
The dance was held a few days later at the town's Center, which was a large fancy building where things such as wedding receptions were held. The entire group was currently at the Vargas brothers' home, waiting for the twins to come down stairs so they could go. Everyone had a date, except for Francis, though the Frenchman said this was purposeful, as this way, he could dance with any poor young lady who was alone.
Upstairs, Lovino and Feliciano were getting ready in Feliciano's room. "We will have to take a lot of pictures for nonno," the younger said, adjusting his brother's tie. "He's never stayed at a survey area for so long before... Do you think he'll be home soon?" he asked, worry in his voice.
"H-How the hell should I know….?" Lovino stuttered nervously. "S-Shit… Fuck this! I'm NOT fucking going!" Then he went to yank the tie off.
Feliciano grabbed his hands tightly. "Fratello," he said, his voice serious, but gentle. "You're going. You already said you would and Antonio already has the tickets. You already have the suit on. You have to go now. Like you said, you're only staying for five minutes. You can last at least that long. Please? Just for a little while? For Toni? ... For me?" His voice was quiet, his eyes pleading. He didn't want to go to his first ever dance without his twin.
"I-I…." Lovino stuttered. "I-I don't want too…. A-All those bastards there… I m-might fuck up and change or something…!"
"Fratello, you'll be alright. I promise! Nothing will happen! A-And if anything does happen that might start a change, Toni will be there to get you out before anyone can see! I'll be there! We'll help you to calm down again. Please, fratello. I don't wanna go without you..." the Italian begged.
"…. F-fine, dammit…."
Smiling, Feliciano gently fixed his brother's clothes. He slid on his own jacket, and took Lovino's hand, opening the door and starting downstairs. "Veh~! Sorry we took so long~!" he chirped happily.
The people in the room smiled at the brothers. They looked nice in their black suits, Feliciano's undershirt being darkish blue while Lovino's was red.
Lovino grumbled something and glanced away, not wanting to meet anyone's eye.
Feliciano bounced to Ludwig, admiring the suit the other was in and how well it fit him. He smiled brightly. "You look good, Luddy," he complemented.
"Danke… Y-You… Er… Look great…." Ludwig answered awkwardly.
Antonio went to Lovino, gently wrapping his arms around the Italian and holding him close. "You look stunning, mi querido," he said, smiling.
Lovino blushed and glanced away. "W-What's with the damn lip service you bastard…?"
"I'm serious, Lovi. You look great," the vampire insisted, pressing a kiss to his temple. "Are you ready to go to the dance?"
"Yeah, I'm sick of standing around here," Gilbert suddenly said, one arm looped around Matthew's waist, holding the ghost close to his side. "We have a party to get to. I have punch to spike."
Lovino glanced over and scoffed. "So THAT'S a reason for me to go to the damn dance?" He asked as he pointed over at Gilbert.
The albino laughed. "No. A reason to go is that you'll get to see the Awesome Me bust a move with mein Birdie!" Gilbert spun Matthew in a circle, surprising the teen so much that he fell, only to be caught and held close to Gilbert's chest, receiving a kiss on the nose.
"….. staying home sounds SO much fucking better…" Lovino muttered.
"HA HA HA HA! Come on, Lovino! It'll be fun! We can all just go out and be stupid! Right, Arthur?" Alfred asked, turning to the wizard with his blue eyes sparkling with excitement, making sure to even use the Brit's full name as to make him happy.
"Y-Yes…. I suppose…" Arthur stuttered.
"Fun my ass…." Lovino muttered under his breath.
"I think I could name a few people who think your ass is fun!" Gilbert called. He high-fived Francis, the French blonde rolling his eyes slightly at the childish humor.
Before Lovino could do more than blush crimson and splutter, Feliciano began pulling Ludwig towards the door. "Come on, guys~! Let's go, let's go~! We gotta get to the dance~! If we don't go now, we won't get a place to park!"
Shepherding everyone from the house and piling them into the twins' cars, the Italians drove everyone to the dance. As soon as they arrived, the doors burst open as everyone but Antonio and Ludwig jumped out, a couple of them kissing the ground in relief while others simply wandered around in a little circle for a moment in dazed shock.
Lovino rolled his eyes as he got out then kicked Gilbert in the side for his earlier comment.
Once everyone had been relatively calmed, the group went towards the doors leading into the Center. Going in, they were greeted by flashing strobe lights, multicolored ceiling lights that roved around the room, and thumping bass music from the set up stage. Along one wall, tables and chairs had been set up and near that, a refreshment table with bottled water and little snacky foods.
Claiming two tables close together, the group dispersed, some going to dance, some going to wander, and others deciding to just stand around and watch a bit.
"Veh veh~! Luddy~! Come with me to request a song!" Feliciano yelled over the music, talking the German boy's hand and tugging on it.
Ludwig sighed but let Feliciano drag him off.
"…. This IS hell…." Lovino muttered as he looked around.
"I don't know, I think it looks fun," Antonio said, smiling as he watched the other students jumping around and dancing, enjoying themselves. "Everyone is relaxed. No one wants to start anything. It's just a night to hang out."
Lovino grumbled a little in reply and rolled his eyes, "So what the hell do we do now?"
"Want to dance?"
Lovino blushed and mumbled something.
"Great~!" Having no idea what Lovino really said, Antonio wrapped his arms around the Italian, pulling him onto the dance floor.
"H-Hey! G-Get off, dammit!" Lovino sputtered and tried to pull away.
Antonio responded by pressing a kiss to the werewolf's nose.
"S-Stop that-!"
"Come on, Lovi~!" Antonio laughed, gently twirling the other around. "Dance with me~!"
"I-I don't know HOW, dammit!"
"Aww~! Don't worry~! It's super easy!" As the words left his mouth, the current song ended and a slow dance began, couples coming together on the dance floor. Antonio gently wrapped his arm around Lovino's waist, put the Italian's arms around his neck, then locked his fingers together behind Lovino's back as he slowly began to sway and move to the music. "Just follow me, mi querido."
"T-This is embarrassing!" Lovino stuttered and went to remove his arms.
"It's alright, querido," the vampire soothed. "No one is watching. It's just you and me. That's all the matters." He leaned down, pressing a light kiss to the other's nose before resting his forehead lightly against Lovino's.
"I-I…..!"
"Shh," Antonio murmured. "There's nothing to worry about. Just focus on me, querido."
Lovino blushed but slowly nodded.
The two danced together, everything but each other and the music fading away around them. It was a calm, peaceful, serene state and it lasted the entire song. When the music finally rang out it's last note, the two stopped, though neither moved to let go.
"You dance wonderfully, Lovi," Antonio cooed.
"G-Guess that was fun…" Lovino stuttered as a deep blush covered his face.
Feliciano watched his brother sharing a moment with his lover and smiled brightly, turning to Ludwig. "Will you dance with me for the next slow dance, Luddy?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with hope.
Ludwig swallowed then nodded, "J-Ja… I'll try."
The Italian hugged him tightly. "Veh, thank you, Luddy," he said gently. "I know you don't like stuff like this but you still do it for me anyway. It means a lot to me. It makes me feel special~." He moved back a little, giving the German vampire an adoring look.
"E-Er…. W-well… It's good you're happy.."
"Are you happy too, Luddy?" Feliciano asked, his voice soft and serious.
Ludwig nodded then gave Feliciano a quick kiss on the forehead.
Feliciano however, did not look convinced. He frowned worriedly, his forehead wrinkling as he scrunched up his face. "It's hard to tell..." he murmured, hoping the vampire wouldn't hear him. "You always seem irritated or just kinda... annoyed and bored..."
"W-Well… It is hard to express it…." Ludwig stuttered awkwardly.
The werewolf blushed. "S-Sorry, Luddy. I know you do your best," he said, rubbing the other boy's arm.
"N-Nein... It's fine…"
"Luddy, if you don't want to, you don't have to dance with me," Feliciano offered.
Ludwig shook his head no. "I'm fine. Don't worry."
"I don't want you to do anything you wouldn't enjoy..."
"Nein... It's fine. It's.. .er… not that bad…."
"You don't want to." This was said as a fact, not a suggestion or question.
"N-Nein! I really do want to!"
Feliciano looked at him sceptically.
"I do!"
The techno song that had been playing finished and another slow dance began, couples again joining together and going onto the dance floor. Feliciano didn't move, just watching his boyfriend.
Ludwig glanced around then swallowed.
A soft, inaudible sigh slid from Feliciano's lips as he listened to the notes slip past him. He began to turn away, looking for anything to distract himself from the crushing disappointment of not being asked to dance as soon as the song started.
Ludwig swallowed again then tapped Feliciano on his shoulder. "E-Er… M-May I have this dance…?" he asked and held out his hand.
The Italian's eyes widened and he spun back. He searched Ludwig's face for a moment, then slowly placed his hand into the vampire's.
Ludwig carefully took the hand then started leading Feliciano to the middle of the dance floor.
A soft smile grew on the Italian's lips. "Thank you, Luddy," he whispered.
"You're welcome," Ludwig answered with a small smile on his face.
The two took the center of the floor, Feliciano's arms snaking up and wrapping around Ludwig's neck while the German teen's went around Feliciano's waist, holding him close. They danced with slow and steady movements, taking the time to enjoy the song and each other's presence, neither feeling the need to fill the silence with awkward chatter.
Over on the other side of the room, Lovino happened to glance over and see them. "That damn potato bastard….." he growled under his breath.
"Aww~. I think it's cute," Antonio commented as they watched Feliciano lay his head on Ludwig's chest, continuing to dance. Before Lovino could react to this, the Spaniard pulled him close and began to way gently to the music, kissing the werewolf's forehead. "Te amo, Lovino."
Lovino blushed red and glanced away. "… I'm hungry, bastard."
Antonio smiled. "Let's get something to eat then," he said cheerfully, taking Lovino's hand and walking towards the refreshment table.
"So what do these damn dances have to eat anyway?"
"Let's see," Antonio said. "Pretzels, chips, those mint candies you can get at weddings, jelly beans, some other peppermint candy, and a couple bowls of fruit. Oh~! Tomatoes~!" He grabbed the fruits and held one out to Lovino.
Lovino huffed and rolled his eyes as he bit into one. "They BETTER have tomatoes here, dammit. And what's with all the junk food anyway? Trying to give us a early heart attack?"
The vampire shrugged. "I wonder why there are so many types of mint."
Lovino shrugged as well. "How the hell should I know that?"
"Dunno... Anyway~! What do you think of the dance so far, Lovi?"
"… Loud and weird as hell."
"Are you enjoying it though?"
Lovino shrugged in reply.
"Did you at least enjoy our dance?" Antonio asked, smiling.
Lovino froze the blushed bright red at the comment and when he remember the dance. "I-I g-guess…."
"I'm glad," he cooed, hugging him.
"S-So why the hell do you have to hug me…?!"
"Because I want you to feel how happy I am, Lovi~!" Antonio said, laughing.
"… Impossible. You're TOO damn happy for that to happen."
"Fusososo~!"
"Stop that bastard!"
"Hey Lovi, guess what?"
"Ugh... What…?"
"It's been well over five minutes~."
"W-What?!" Lovino sputtered, "N-No it hasn't, bastard!"
"At least six songs have played, and both the slow songs were at least four minutes each. We've been here at least twenty minutes, many more~!" Antonio pointed out, smiling hugely. "That means you're having fun~."
"N-No it doesn't, dammit!"
As Antonio and Lovino discussed just how much time had pasted, Ludwig and Feliciano had moved off the dance floor to stand against the wall, watching the other dancers and talking. At least, until a girl began to approach them. Feliciano gave her a friendly smile. "Ciao, bella~!" he greeted.
However, the girl walked past Feliciano without even glancing at him and bat her eyes at Ludwig. "You're so cute~. You know that?"
The Italian froze, his eyes widening slightly.
"E-Excuse me…?" Ludwig stuttered.
The girl giggled and hugged Ludwig's arm as she gazed up at him. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
Feliciano's eyes narrowed, a low growl sounding in his throat, though it was inaudible over the current song. His hands twitched before balling into fists as he watched this puttana hitting on his boyfriend right in front of him.
"Well~? Aren't you going to say something, cutie~?" The girl cooed.
Poor Ludwig was so flustered at the action that all he could manage to say was, "I-I….."
The Italian reached out, hitting the girl's shoulder harder than was necessary. "Hey," he spat.
The girl glared over at him then frowned. "Go away. I'm busy." Then she turned her attention back on Ludwig.
Feliciano wrapped his hand around the girl's arm, yanking her away from Ludwig. He spun them around until Ludwig was behind him and held her arms tightly, scowling darkly. "Step off my man, bitch," he hissed, shoving her backwards then attaching himself to his boyfriend's arm, reclaiming his place at Ludwig's side from the girl.
"W-Was…? Feliciano….?" Ludwig stuttered in surprise.
The girl teared up then slapped Feliciano across the face. "How DARE you! Don't you ever do that to me again! I'll make your life miserable!"
The werewolf's eyes flashed and he grabbed the girl's wrist and yanked her close. "Don't. You. EVER. Touch. Ludwig. Again. Whore."
"What did you call me?!" she spat then kicked Feliciano in the leg.
Then Ludwig pulled the two of them apart. "You shouldn't fight." Then he glared that the girl. "And DON'T talk that way to my boyfriend."
Feliciano continued to glare hatefully at the girl. "He's taken," he hissed. "By me. So move your ass along."
"Y-You! You'll pay for this! Just you wait!" She spat then raced off over to her friends.
"The HELL was that about…?" Lovino asked with a confused look on his face as he walked over to his brother.
As the girl disappeared back into the crowd, Feliciano's body relaxed, but he didn't let go of the German vampire. "Some whore just tried to pick up Luddy is all," he said casually. "I just had to take back what's mine."
"… Should've gift-wrapped the bastard." Lovino muttered under his breath.
"Um, no," Feliciano said. After a moment of silence, he smiled. "Hey, Lovi. You know it's been well over five minutes since we got here, si?"
Lovino shot him a dirty glare. "Shut up…"
The younger Italian laughed. "I'm going to get a drink," he chirped, skipping happily away from his boyfriend and brother.
Lovino rolled his eyes and followed after his brother, leaving a speechless Ludwig behind. Grabbing onto Feliciano's arm the older twin hissed in his ear, "Is it really a good idea to be that damn territorial here? With all these bastards around?"
"Well, I couldn't just let people think Luddy was fair game. You know you'd have done the same thing if it was Toni getting hit on," Feliciano pointed out, taking a bottled water. He unscrewed the cap and took a drink. "Besides, I didn't hit her. I just pushed her. She hit me." He gestured to the red hand print on his cheek. "And she kicked me."
Lovino blinked then growled as his eyes flashed gold. "Where's the bitch?"
"It's alright fratello. Let it go," Feliciano chirped lightly. "I'm fine. This will fade. I think I might have... left bruises on her arms..." He frowned, not liking the idea that he had hurt someone, even if the girl had deserved it.
"Fine. But I'm keeping an eye on the bitch. Where the hell is she?"
Feliciano shrugged. "I don't know. She ran off to find her friends." Suddenly, something flashed in the corner of his eye and he began to turn. Before he could, a searing pain ripped through his right arm. A scream began to rip from his throat, but he was silenced as a hand wrapped around his mouth and he was yanked backwards and out the gym doors. Who ever had grabbed him, however, obviously wanted Lovino to see, as Feliciano's water bottle was taken and throw at the elder Italian. It hit him in the back of the head, causing the werewolf to turn around just in time to see his terrified brother being dragged out the door.
Lovino snarled and dashed out after them, unable to stop the angry howl coming out of his mouth as he ran as fast as he could outside.
The younger twin was being pulled into the woods. He seemed to be fighting, but either his attack was incredibly strong, or something had made Feliciano incredibly weak, as none of his movements really seemed to do anything.
Lovino continued gaining on them then slammed his fists into the nearest person who was dragging Feliciano in the face. "Get the fuck off him right now!"
Feliciano was dropped heavily onto the ground. He curled up tightly, shaking and gasping in pain as he held his right arm close to his body, blood coating his arm as the wound he'd received seemed to burn deep into his flesh. He knew exactly what that meant.
Silver.
The figures that had been on him disappeared into the woods, leaving the twins alone. Feliciano gritted his teeth, gripping his arm tightly as he attempted to control the pain coursing though his body. "S-Silver," he forced out.
Lovino frowned as he gritted his teeth and checked the wound. "Come on. We have to get you to the Chinese bastard. He should have some sort of medicine shit to take care of this."
With help from his twin, Feliciano was able to stand and the two quickly left the dance, heading into the town to Yao's shop. Luckily, he was still there, just finishing up cleaning his store.
"Hello, boys," he greeted.
"D-Do you have something for silver injuries?!" Lovino panted as he pointed at Feliciano's wound.
The nature spirit's eyes widened slightly. "Take him upstairs into the house. The bathroom is in the hall, first door on the right. Start washing it out with warm soapy water, I'll be up soon with the necessary ingredients soon," he directed.
Lovino nodded and led Feliciano up to the bathroom and started washing out the wound. "Hold still."
Feliciano hissed as the water splashed over his wound, the soap stinging.
Yao arrived soon after, carrying a special cream made from the plants he had grown. He took Feliciano's hand and held out his arm, beginning to smear the mix over the wound. Feliciano let out a deep sigh of relief as a cool feeling went through his injury.
"T-This shit is going to help him...? R-Right...?" Lovino stuttered.
"Yes," Yao said, smoothing the creme over Feliciano's arm. After a few moments, he began to clear the salve away. The skin underneath, which had been red and burning hot to the touch, was now back to normal color as well as temperature. Then the three noticed something. Into Feliciano's skin had been carved two letters.
R V
Lovino blinked then growled. "What is this…? I'll KILL those assholes!"
Feliciano's eyes were wide and he stared at the letters, his other hand reaching up and shakily tracing them. "F-Fratello..." he whimpered. "T-These are n-nonno's initials." He looked up, his eyes filling with tears. "W-Why did they do this...?"
Lovino growled as his eyes turned to gold. "To get to us. Why else?"
A sudden flash of realization flashed through Feliciano's mind and he let out a scream. "THEY HAVE NONNO!"
Lovino frowned more and gritted his teeth. "They're fucking DEAD. Every single one of those assholes."
"Fratellone, what are we going to do!? W-We have to find nonno! What if they've hurt him!? What if we never see him again?! What if we can't find him!?" Feliciano began to cry in fright. "WHAT IF HE'S DEAD AND WE NEVER FIND HIS BODY AND HE'S LOST TO US FOREVER AND EVER AND HE IS JUST GONE!?"
"Feliciano! Calm the fuck down right now!" Lovino ordered in alpha tone.
Instantly, Feliciano's voice seemed to turn off and his mouth snapped shut.
Lovino growled and rubbed his forehead. "Dammit… We need to track those assholes and find out where they took nonno then get that old bastard back!"
Feliciano began to flail, unable to speak. His face was distorted in distress, his mouth moving soundlessly as he cried.
Lovino sighed then said, "You can talk again, dammit."
"-F WE CAN NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN!? I DON'T WANT NONNO TO BE DEAD!" the Italian cried, covering his face.
"Feliciano! Bitching and whining about it's not going to do a damn thing!"
"S-Stop yelling at me!" Feliciano sobbed.
"Sorry…. Just worried, dammit…"
The werewolf sniffed. "F-Fratello... We'll... W-We'll find nonno, r-right...?"
Lovino nodded then leaned over and started smelling Feliciano.
Feliciano sniffled, leaning back a little. "W-What are you doing...? Why are you s-smelling me?"
"You still have the scent of one of the bastards who grabbed you. We can track it."
"I do?" Feliciano brought his wrist to his nose and sniffed. He shuddered at the scent, suppressing an urge to vomit. "Y-Yeah, I do."
"We should get supplies. Then follow it."
"..." Feliciano twitched. "W-We gotta go fast. We need to find nonno so I can get this... smell off."
"I know, dammit! But if we don't go in prepared we'll get ourselves AND nonno fucking killed."
The Italian's eyes filled with tears. "N-Nonno isn't going to be killed," he whimpered. "H-He's going to come home w-with us and be fine and happy."
"I KNOW, dammit! So come on! We have to get ready!"
"O-Okay! W-What do we need to do?"
Lovino thought about it and scratched his cheek. "Uh… Go talk to the Chinese bastard about what we need..?"
As though summoned by his name, Yao appeared, having stepped out to get some things. "What can I do boys?" he asked.
Feliciano squealed in fright, jumping away and clinging to his brother. "We got a scent!" he yelped.
"We need supplies," Lovino answered. "But they're probably hunters of… w-well what we are…. So we need shit to be able to fight them."
Yao nodded. "I can help you with that." He took Feliciano's arm, gently swabbing the wound. Feliciano wrinkled his nose as the cotton ball left his skin, smelling like the disgusting hunter people. "I'll hold onto this. Feli, you can wash your arm off." The Italian jumped at the sink, scrubbing at his arm.
"Fine. We have the damn scent so what else do we need?" Lovino asked as he glanced between the two.
"Help," Yao said. "You two need to get everyone here. We'll discuss our next step then." Leading the twins back downstairs, the Chinese man held open the door. He saw easily that they were both trying hard to hold back their tears, Lovino succeeding while Feliciano failed rather spectacularly.
"Hey, don't worry. We'll get Romulus back. Everything will be alright. Before you know it, you'll all be back at your home, safe, sound, and making pasta and whatever else it is you Italian's eat," he said comfortingly, a light teasingness to his tone.
Feliciano sniffed and smiled a little, reassured. "Veh, grazie mille, Yao."
"… si… grazie… I guess, dammit," Lovino muttered as he glanced out the window.
The nature spirit smiled. "Go get everyone and get back here. We'll get him back, I promise."
With a nod, Feliciano took Lovino's hand, running back towards the Center to grab their friends. They snuck back inside unseen, quickly locating Antonio and Ludwig, the two looking frazzled and worried, but relaxed when they saw the Italians.
"Lovi, where did you guys disappear to? We where worried!" Antonio said, hugging his boyfriend.
"I-It's nonno!" Lovino stuttered and hugged Antonio as he blinked back tears. "T-Those assholes took him! T-Those hunter assholes!"
"What?!"
"S-Si!" Feliciano took over, wrapping his arms around Ludwig's neck, tears dripping down his cheeks. "They have nonno and we have to get him back or he'll die! W-We can't let nonno die, Luddy! We can't!"
"Ja…" Ludwig said with a frown. "Come on. We should go find the others as well."
The pairs split up, going to different sections of the Center to look for the rest. After everyone had been found, they met up outside.
"Dammit, you bastards! We can't keep standing here! We have to fucking go! NOW!" Lovino snapped as his eyes flashed gold and he stomped his foot down on the ground.
Feliciano's spine snapped straight and he spun around, going to bolt away, only to have his collar grabbed by Alfred. "Whoa whoa whoa. Hold on a sec, Feli, kay? We need to know where we're going first, bro!"
"The Chinese bastard has the scent saved! So me and Feliciano can track it!" Lovino snapped again. "Now can we fucking go?!"
Feliciano whined, struggling to obey his alpha's orders, disliking being held back.
Lovino growled then snapped at Alfred with his teeth.
"Hey!" Alfred whined, tightening his hold on Feliciano, taking a step back. "Don't bite me! I was going to move!"
"So let go of him, bastard! And Feliciano! Get over here, dammit!"
Feliciano struggled, trying to obey his orders, becoming physically distressed when he was impeded.
Lovino growled more then jumped at Alfred and bit down on his arm that was holding Feliciano.
The American yelped in pain, his arm releasing the younger Italian who snatched Ludwig's hand and sprinted off towards Yao's shop. Alfred, however, was now staring at his arm worriedly. He managed to get Lovino off, then rushed to Arthur, holding out the bite wound for inspection. "... Am I going to turn into a werewolf now?"
Arthur sighed and rolled his eyes as Lovino dragged Antonio off. "No, you're already a merman. You can't be changed into something else unless it's done with a potion or spell."
Alfred let out a sigh of relief. "Good. I was worried there for a moment."
"Hmph. Idiot," Arthur huffed. "We should go too."
"Yeah yeah! Come on then, Artie~!" Alfred said, swinging the Brit into his arms then following after the rest of the group.
Feliciano was waiting with Yao in the living room, sitting on the couch. When he saw his twin, he jumped up and ran to him. "Veh veh! You didn't say what to do when we got here, so I've just been sitting here. Luddy went off to go get something, but I forget what he said," he explained.
Lovino rolled his eyes then said, "Not my damn fault. And burger bastard held us up by bitching about how I probably infected him and shit!"
Hugging his twin, Feliciano asked, "So what do we do now?"
"What else, dammit? Get nonno back!"
"Yeah, but how? We don't know where to go!"
"It'll be easy," Gilbert said, speaking up. "You said you have the scent, so that means we can just follow that. Once we find the dickheads, we'll be able to start planning a rescue. Entrances, escape routes, back-up plans, everything. We'll get that all figured out, then we can bust in there like badasses and save Romulus."
"Yeah! We'll be the coolest heroes ever!" Alfred crowed. "We'll need costumes and secret identities and hero names!"
"Fuck. No," Lovino spat. "There is NO way in HELL we're doing some stupid fucked up shit like that! EVER!"
"Aww..." Alfred said dejectedly, laying his head on Arthur's shoulder. "Well then, what do you think we should do, Arthur? Isn't England suppose to be the best place for spies? Are you going to teach us all how to be all James Bond?"
"Alfred…" Arthur sighed, "As much as I love spies and James Bond, we must be serious here. Who knows what might happen?"
"I am being serious!" Alfred whined. "We need some serious spy training if we're going to be surveying these guys without being detected! I bet you with your James Bonds and Kiku with his ninjaness will be the ones who will do the spying, right?"
Before Arthur could reply Lovino cut in and snapped, "Fuck this! I'll just go get nonno myself!" Then he went to stomp out and leave.
Antonio quickly wrapped his arm around Lovino's waist, pulling him back. "No, Lovi. Wait," he said. "Gilbert is right, we have to think of a plan before we just go in. Ludwig, Francis, Gilbert, Arthur, Kiku, Martin, do you have any ideas?"
"His name is MATTHEW!" Gilbert corrected.
"Whatever! Just hurry the fuck up and plan what to do!" Lovino growled as his eyes flashed.
Antonio looked at the six he had called on. "Any ideas?"
"Well... I do agree that we should do a observation of the location…" Ludwig said as he thought about it, "but we have to do it in a way that we won't be spotted… And I'm sure they might have traps set up around the surrounding area too."
"Ja. Kiku, do you have any ideas?" Gilbert asked, wrapping an arm around Matthew's waist and holding the Canadian close.
"Hmm…. Perhaps… A distraction?" Kiku suggested as he thought about it out loud.
"What kind of distraction?" Antonio pressed.
"From a distance, a large fox and a small wolf look very similar, Antonio-san. Perhaps they wouldn't be able to tell?"
After a moment of thought, the ingeniousness of this plan dawned on the group and they let out a collective gasp.
"Veh veh! B-But Kiku!" Feliciano cried. "Isn't that r-really dangerous?"
"It should be fine if we plan it right, Feliciano-kun."
Meanwhile, Lovino slipped out of Antonio's hold and started inching off and preparing to bolt away.
Gilbert moved in front of him before he got far. "Where are you going?" he asked softly, not drawing the groups attention to the pair. "You know it's way to dangerous to try and go by yourself."
"I'm NOT putting my brother or anyone else in danger. Now get the hell out of my damn way, bastard," Lovino growled then side stepped Gilbert and bolted at top speed.
Gilbert was faster however, and beat him to the door, slamming it shut and instantly gaining everyone's attention.
"Fratello!" Feliciano cried, knowing instantly what his twin had been planning. "You can't go after nonno alone! It's to dangerous! W-What if something happened and I lost you both!?"
"Like HELL I'm letting you go and get yourself hurt!" Lovino snapped as he glared back at Feliciano. "Forget it!"
"New plan…" Ludwig sighed. "We have to restrain Lovino and keep an eye on him until we can go rescue Romulus."
Without hesitating, the boys went into action. Francis and Gilbert held onto him as Matthew possessed the Italian, keeping him still. Next, Kiku brought some rope which Arthur enchanted to make escape for the werewolf impossible. After testing it on Feliciano and discovering it worked, they quickly tied Lovino up and allowed Matthew to leave.
As soon as Lovino came to and realized where he was he immediately started snarling and thrashing around to try to get free.
Head lowered, Feliciano slowly stepped towards his brother. Once in front of him, he lifted Lovino's head, brought his hand back, then slapped Lovino hard across the face.
"F-Feliciano…?!" Ludwig stuttered in surprise.
At the same time Lovino blinked in surprise before glaring daggers at Feliciano and snapping, "What the FUCK, Feliciano?! What the fuck was that?!"
"WHY DO YOU ALWAYS TRY AND DO EVERYTHING BY YOURSELF!?" Feliciano screamed, locking eyes with his twin, his own brimming with tears. "YOU KEEP DOING THIS AND IT NEVER WORKS AND THE SITUATION ONLY GETS WORSE!"
"H-Hey now-" Antonio started only to be cut off by an inhuman shriek from the younger Italian before he continued.
"YOU CAN'T KEEP PUTTING JUST YOURSELF IN DANGER! NONNO ISN'T JUST YOUR FAMILY, HE'S MINE TOO! I CAN FIGHT JUST AS WELL AS YOU CAN! AND DON'T EVEN TRY THAT STUPID EXCUSE OF NOT PUTTING ME IN DANGER BECAUSE WHEN YOU DO THINGS LIKE THIS, IT PISSES ME OFF!" Feliciano was shaking with sobs now, though he was not done ranting yet.
"WHAT THE HELL WOULD I DO IF YOU DID SOMETHING AS STUPID AS THIS AND GOT YOURSELF KILLED?! WHERE THE FUCK WOULD I BE WITHOUT MY ALPHA!? WITHOUT MY TWIN!? W-WHAT IF YOU DID THIS, FAILED, AND YOU AND NONNO WERE BOTH KILLED!? WE ALREADY LOST MAMA AND PAPA SO WHY IN THE NAME OF GOD WOULD YOU POSSIBLY THINK THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA?!" He collapsed onto his knees in front of Lovino, his face covered as he cried.
Silence filled the room, echos of Feliciano's voice still ringing in everyone's ears.
Lovino flinched and glanced down at the ground while hanging his head in shame, not saying a single word.
"J-Just let me help you..." Feliciano whispered brokenly. "Let me help p-protect my family..."
Lovino flinched again and mumbled something.
"I-I can't hear you."
"D-Didn't want to run the risk of fucking losing you…."
Feliciano sniffed. "W-When you try to go alone, you force me t-to deal with that same risk," he pointed out.
"…. Sorry... Didn't fucking think…" Lovino mumbled, still not meeting Feliciano's eye.
The next thing Lovino knew, he was being engulfed in the tightest hug of his life and Feliciano was in his lap, face pressed against his chest. "D-Don't ever do it again!" he cried. "I don't w-wanna lose my fratellone!"
"I-I won't, dammit…." Lovino stuttered but couldn't hug Feliciano back due to the rope. "S-Sorry….."
"Promise," Feliciano said, sitting up and looking deep into Lovino's eyes. "Promise you won't ever do it again, and I'll get someone to take the ropes off."
Lovino nodded as he met Feliciano's eyes. "I promise."
Feliciano held eye contact for a good while before nodding. "Okay. Someone untie fratello," he said, looking at the others. "We got planning to do."