I'm tired. I don't feel all that great. Why is school a thing.
"Well. First off," Arthur started, ignoring the dirty (murderous) glares he was receiving from the Italians. "I'm very sorry for this but it was for all of ours and yours safety. You see… well… the bond that attached you to Antonio and Ludwig had started to change you… make you able to survive in a more hostile world. Which is why-"
"Bullshit," Lovino scoffed, cutting Arthur off. "Give me some fucking proof then. Go on."
"And untie us, you fucking dick!" Feliciano added, trying to yank his bound hands apart, baring his teeth at the Brit. The twins had been grabbed as soon as the doors to their storage rooms had been opened, tied up, then sat in chairs and tied to those, just to make sure they couldn't attack.
Arthur rolled his eyes as he glanced at Antonio and Ludwig. "And there you go. They won't listen to me. Now will you PLEASE allow me to do a memory spell to show them the truth?"
Antonio bit his lip and looked at Ludwig. "Do you think we should? I mean, I know it would help, but..." He leaned close to the German teen and whispered, "What if the spell messes up and just hurts them?"
"I'm not sure…. It is risky…." Ludwig muttered.
Back in his chair, Lovino scoffed as he looked over at Antonio. "Captain? We don't have to listen to this bull shit do we? Can we leave?"
The Spaniard waved his hand at the Italian. "Just chill there for a bit longer, Lovi. We'll be done here soon," he said, then looked back at Ludwig. "Do we take that risk or do we let it fix itself? Who knows how long it will take, but who knows if the spell will actually work either?"
Suddenly, there was a crash and a snarl, then Alfred's pained yelp and another crash, causing the two to spin back towards the brothers.
It seemed Alfred had stepped to close to Feliciano and the younger twin had thrown himself at the American and bitten the merman's leg. Gilbert quickly moved over and ripped the werewolf's teeth from their friend's leg.
"Knock it off!" he snapped, his red eyes glowering at the other.
"Get the fuck away from him!" Lovino snarled as he thrashed against his ropes harder and tried to kick at Gilbert. "Just because I don't have my fucking sword doesn't mean I still can't kick your ass!"
"Enough!" Arthur snapped as he started to heal Alfred's leg. "Antonio! Ludwig! Control them!"
Alfred winces and hissed through his teeth as the wound began to mend. "T-Thanks, Artie."
Antonio glared at Arthur, but complied and moved to the elder Italian's side. "Lovi, calm down. Remember what I said. Don't hurt anyone."
"B-But captain!" Lovino pleaded, even as Ludwig tried to get a struggling Feliciano to sit still.
Seeing that the pair was failing, the Brit decided to do something. "That. Is. IT!" Arthur snapped as he grabbed his spellbook and opened it up, quickly reading off the spell that hit Lovino first causing him to tense up as his eyes dulled slightly.
Feliciano jerked as though to attack Arthur, but the same symptoms came over him, and he stilled.
"Arthur! What did you do?!" Ludwig demanded.
Before Arthur could answer, Lovino mumbled in a small voice, "Play… we were in a play…. Before…."
Antonio knelt down beside him, taking one of the Italian's hands. "Yes, yes we were. Do you remember what play?" he asked gently, hoping to help coax the memories back.
Feliciano spoke before Lovino could answer. "A dance... We went to a dance..."
"Ja…." Ludwig gently said, taking Feliciano's hand. "We did… together."
"It was…. Cold…. Freezing…? N-No… Frozen….." Lovino mumbled as he closed his eyes trying to think it through. "L-Let it go….. I sang that….."
"You sang it beautifully, mi querido," Antonio cooed, rubbing the back of Lovino's hand with his thumb. "What else do you remember?"
"E-Everything….."
Antonio smiled hugely, hope in his eyes. "You do? Everything?"
Lovino nodded. "S-Si….."
The Spaniard gave a cry of joy and hugged Lovino tightly, pressing kisses all over the Italian's face and talking to him in Spanish, telling his boyfriend how much he had missed him and how much he loved him and to never ever do something like this again.
Meanwhile, Feliciano tipped forward, his head laying on Ludwig's shoulder. "We danced... It was... fun... I felt... special..."
"You were…. You were amazing there….. and a really good dancer."
Slowly, the Italian turned his head to meet the German's eyes. "You danced with me... even though you didn't want to... Just to make me happy..."
"And… were you happy….?"
"Si... So happy..."
"G-Good…."
"You're... my... Luddy..."
Ludwig nodded as he rubbed Feliciano's hand. "Ja.. I am..." The German vampire then untied him, helped Feliciano onto his feet, and carefully led him from the room to get some rest.
Once they were gone, Lovino looked at Antonio. "Can… can I go lay down….?" he mumbled. "My damn head hurts right now…."
"Si si! Of course! Do you want me to carry you? I will!" Antonio said quickly.
"Just.. let me up… I'll walk."
Antonio nodded and quickly untied him, then gently helped Lovino to stand.
"…. Thank you, sir…" Lovino mumbled.
"You don't need to call me that, Lovi," Antonio said gently.
"… but.. it feels right…."
"It isn't though. I'm not your boss, mi querido. I'm your boyfriend."
The Italian blinked and nodded as he looked away. "I just… want to sleep this off… if it's alright…"
"Of course it's alright," the Spaniard assured him. "And you don't need my permission to do anything, okay?"
"…. Va bene…."
Satisfied by this, the Spaniard left the room with Lovino, following the other Italian up stairs and to a guest room.
The next morning, Lovino was the first to wake up after sleeping through the rest of the day before and the entire night. After quickly getting cleaned up and changed, he headed down into the kitchen.
Yao, hearing someone move around, went to investigate. Finding Lovino, he entered the room. "Good morning, Lovino. How are you feeling?" he asked.
"… Fine" Lovino answered in a short, curt tone, glaring at the nature spirit. "Don't trust me on my own, bastard? Scared I'm going to fucking do something? Hmph. Figures." He scoffed as he pulled out a glass and started to fill it up with water from the sink.
"This is my home, Lovino. I am free to do as I wish. I didn't know who was in here so I came to see," Yao answered calmly.
"Whatever," Lovino grumbled as he took a drink, then set the glass down as he picked up a butter knife, using his sleeve, which was lying on the counter and turned it over in his hand. "Huh… silver… Has a nice weight to it too… This fetches a pretty nice price… even IF it would fucking burn me if it touched my bare skin…. But is worth it for the coins…"
"You wouldn't get as much as you think." The Chinese man leaned against the wall, continuing to watch him. The plants lining the counter shifted lightly.
Lovino smirked back at him as he went to put the knife in his pocket. "Why? You going to fucking stop me?"
"No." Something curled around Lovino's wrist, jerking his hand up as something else snatched the knife from him. "But those plants will."
"! W-What the fuck is this shit?!" The Italian screeched as he tried to yank his wrist away from the plants. "Get these fucking things off me before I fucking chop them!"
"Those plants are designed to keep people from stealing my things. If you say you're sorry, they'll forgive you and let go," Yao said, watching as more vines crept forward and wrapped around Lovino's waist and legs.
Lovino's eye and mouth twitched as he glared at the plants then grunted a quick, "S-Sorry, dammit."
The vines paused, then slowly began to retract. The vine that had taken the knife placed it back into the drawer, then returned to it's planter, once again looking like a harmless little leafy friend.
Before either could say anything, there was the sound of footsteps on the stairs and an exhausted looking Feliciano appeared in the doorway, dark bags under his eyes.
Noticing the look on Feliciano's face, Lovino darted over and flicked Feliciano in the shoulder. "The fuck's wrong with you?" He asked, then glared at Ludwig, who happened to come walking down the steps behind Feliciano.
"Couldn't sleep..." the younger mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "Bed was to soft..."
Lovino blinked, then shrugged. "Nothing I can fucking do about that."
"Er… do you want me to help Feliciano…?" Ludwig awkwardly asked. "Maybe find somewhere that's more comfortable for you…?"
The Italian looked down at the ground. "Um, c-could we... maybe take a walk?" he asked shyly. "I... I want to get used to... all this again..." He waved his hands to either side vaguely, indicating he mean the entire time period and not just Yao's home.
The German blinked then nodded, ignoring Lovino's snort of laughter. "Ja. We can. Let's go now," He said gently as he led Feliciano towards the front door.
Just before they left, Feliciano glanced back at his twin. When Yao and Ludwig looked away, he winked, then turned back and followed the German vampire.
"Fucking stupid potato bastard…." Lovino muttered, smirking slightly to himself.
Outside, Ludwig led go and took a step back. "Er… well.. where did you want to walk to? The park? I think we're close enough to go there."
"A-Anywhere is fine..."
The vampire nodded. "Alright. The park it is. It is one of your favorite places to go… er… if you can remember that…."
Feliciano nodded and the two headed for the area. When they arrived, it was to discover a rather large group of teens from their school gathered together, yelling and cheering. Curiously, the two approached and discovered what was going on.
A fight.