And here we go! New chapter! Super excited! April 25th is prom! And it's the last high school prom I'll ever have...
The group gathered together early the next morning. It was a school day, meaning the bonded pairs were going to have to fix their bonds at the school. Today would be the twins and tomorrow Ludwig and Antonio would be up.
"This is so fucking stupid…." Lovino grumbled, glaring at the cup in his hand, trying to procrastinate drinking it. "We don't even know what new vampires are like…. Other than they're called fucking 'newborns' in fiction shit and we're sending two of them into a school….."
"It's not like we haven't experienced it before," Feliciano reasoned. "And Luddy and Toni are here to watch us."
"We were never around normal humans," Lovino scoffed, then took a deep breath and downed the potion.
"Well, I was when I freaked out and ran into town and you all had to chase me down, remember?"
Lovino went to snap back a retort but tensed up and flinched in pain as the potion started to take a effect.
"Do we have the blood bags ready?" Ludwig whispered to Antonio.
Antonio nodded, moving closer to his boyfriend's side.
Feliciano looked down at his own potion, not wanting to drink the disgusting looking liquid.
"You need to drink it Feliciano…." Ludwig sighed.
Finally done changing, and panting for breath, his new fangs gleaming brightly, Lovino hissed as he caught his brother's scent and began to move towards him.
Antonio wrapped his arms around Lovino's waist, holding him still. "No, Lovi," he said, handing him a blood bag.
Lovino hissed again and yanked the bag away and started to drink.
Antonio didn't let him go, another blood bag ready for him.
Taking a deep breath and plugging his nose, Feliciano downed the potion in one gulp, gagging slightly at the taste.
Quickly, Ludwig came over with a blood bag ready.
Feliciano shuttered, pain flashing in his eyes. He looked up at Ludwig, his irises flashing red. He let out a slow shaking breath, closing his eyes and leaning against Ludwig, feeling his newly grown fangs with his tongue.
"Here…" Ludwig quietly said as he held out the bag to Feliciano.
Feliciano took the bag, thanking him softly as he bit into the plastic and slowly sipped away.
After about three bags finally Lovino was able to calm down then he looked away while wiping his mouth.
The Spaniard kissed his temple gently. "I have plenty more for whenever you need them. Don't hesitate to ask for them, okay?"
"….. what about at school?" The new vampire Italian asked nervously. "Might get caught by those bastards there…. Just now… I-I was going to attack Feliciano… I can't fucking go today!"
"That's why I'm going to be with you, love. You aren't going to hurt anyone, I swear."
"B-But…. What if something happens….?"
"Nothing will happen. I won't let it."
"I'm. Not. Fucking. Going," Lovino hissed and bared his fangs, his eyes glowing red.
"Yes, you are."
"Fuck you!" Lovino spat then went to dart for the stairs.
Antonio grabbed him, pulling him close. "Are you going to let this beat you?" he demanded.
The Italian only hissed back then went to jerk away and bite Antonio with his fangs.
Antonio held him still. "Stop it," he hissed.
Lovino continued to hiss, now fighting harder.
"Lovino, stop being a baby! You're making it harder than it has to be!"
"No! I'm NOT fucking going!"
"Yes you are!"
"Get the fuck off me!"
Getting annoyed with his brother, Feliciano went over to him, and slapped him.
Lovino froze, staring at his brother with wide eyes.
"Lovi, you need to calm down," Feliciano said sharply. "You're making this seem worse than it actually is. If you calm down, you won't have so much trouble controlling yourself."
"…. Don't need a fucking lecture…."
"If you don't go to school today I'm going to tell everyone I'm braver than you are."
Lovino glared and hissed at him, then stomped away to grab his bag and head for the door.
Antonio and Feliciano high-fived and the group followed the elder twin out.
"I fucking heard that!" Lovino snapped back at them.
"Heard what, Lovi?" Antonio asked innocently.
"Yeah, we didn't say anything," Feliciano added.
"Bastards…."
"We should hurry before we're late," Ludwig coughed.
"We have plenty of time, Luddy, don't worry," Feliciano said, dropping back to his side, nuzzling him.
"I-I know… just… we shouldn't take the risk!"
"Fuck off, potato! Mind your own fucking business!"
Feliciano stuck his tongue out at his twin. "Alright, Luddy. I'll hurry."
Finally, the group arrived in front of the school and went to walk inside. All except for one of them.
"I changed my damn mind," Lovino growled and crossed his arms. "I'm not fucking going in."
Antonio and Feliciano walked into his back, pushing him forward.
"Yes, you are," Feliciano said. "You're going to wimp out?"
"Fuck no! I'm just not going in there!"
"Yes, you are!"
"FUCKING MAKE ME!"
"THAT'S WHAT I'M DOING RIGHT NOW!"
"WELL GET THE FUCK OFF ME RIGHT NOW BEFORE I FUCKING BITE YOU!"
"I'LL BITE YOU BACK!"
"FUCK YOU!"
Not wanting to be late to class, Antonio picked Lovino up, holding him over his shoulder and walked into to the school.
Once he was picked up, Lovino yelped in surprise and started fighting to try and get free.
Antonio sighed and continued on. Promising to meet up at lunch, the group dispersed to their class.
"Asshole…." Lovino hissed into Antonio's ear.
"Love you too, querido~," the Spaniard cooed back.
"Hmph," the Italian huffed then smacked the back of Antonio's head.
"Owie!" Antonio whined, pouting at his boyfriend with big hurt eyes.
"Put. Me. Down."
"Fine." Outside of the class, Antonio set Lovino onto his feet. Before the Italian could run, he grabbed his hand and pulled him into the classroom.
Lovino jerked back as the scent of blood from all of the people in the room hit his nose, causing his mouth to start watering. "S-Shit… l-let me go, bastard…."
Antonio shook his head as he pulled him to the back of the room. "It'll be okay, I'm right here and my backpack is full of blood bags. You're going to make it through the day. I promise."
"H-How…. How are you able to deal with all of this….?" Then Lovino lowered his voice. "T-These bastards smell too damn GOOD…."
"I know. It's hard, but it gets easier. You get used to it," Antonio murmured, rubbing his back gently, his backpack between them and open so Lovino could grab a bag whenever he needed one.
Lovino glanced down at the bag then quickly looked away. "C-Can't…. t-they'll fucking see…."
Antonio stacked all of their books and binders in front of them, creating a wall. "Leave over so you're laying over the table and hold the bag in front of your mouth," he whispered. "This is how we did it when we first started it.
The Italian stubbornly shook his head no and crossed his arms.
"Lovi, do you want to attack someone?"
"N-No….. A-And I won't either! I-I won't fucking let myself!"
"….. okay. Just be careful. Don't try to fight it. If you need blood, take one."
"W-Who gives a damn if I'm f-fucking fighting or not….?"
"I do. And everyone else will. Because you're going to lose. You're not strong enough to win over the thirst. You're a new vampire," Antonio said flatly.
"I-I'm a fucking alpha! I won't lose!"
"Being an alpha doesn't matter. Right now, you aren't a werewolf, you're a vampire."
"S-So?"
"So you can't beat it. That's just not going to happen."
"W-What… what would happen if I-I lost it….?"
"Then you will go on a rampage and wake up covered in the blood of your classmates."
"S-So let me go home!"
"No. That is just submitting to the fear. You can be defiant even if you still drink."
"N-No…."
"Just drink it. You'll feel calmer and way less stressed," Antonio coaxed gently.
"I-I have to go to the damn bathroom!" Lovino said quickly, jumping up and heading for the door.
Antonio watched him. After a moment, he asked to be excused and took a few of the bags, following his boyfriend.
Lovino ran as fast as he could, not really sure of where he was going.
Alfred, who had been going to his locker, paused when he saw the Italian. "Hey, Lovino, are you alright?"
Hearing the merman, Lovino tensed up and glanced at him for a second before his eyes narrowed with a hungry look in them. Suddenly, he hissed and darted forward, shoving Alfred into the lockers and went to sink his fangs into his throat.
"Hey!" Alfred cried, bring up his arms to block the Italian's snapping fangs.
Lovino snarled angrily and tried to force Alfred's arms away to get to his neck.
Alfred threw him back, then got his arm around Lovino, holding his arms down, his other arm around Lovino's neck to keep his head back.
Lovino continued hissing and struggled to get at Alfred, almost drooling from the smell of blood and adrenaline coursing through the American.
Antonio appeared then. "Lovino! No!" he cried. He ran over to him, pulling a blood bag from his backpack, shoving it in between the new vampire's teeth.
Lovino coughed at the action but bit into the bag and started drinking, now starting to settle down.
Alfred continued to hold him, though not as firmly as he felt the Italian relaxing.
After finishing that bag, the Italian hissed and tried to yank more of the bags away to drink before managing to pull himself free from Alfred, steal the backpack, and run off down the hallway.
Antonio chased after him. Lovino couldn't drink all of the blood now or he wouldn't last the rest of the day.
Lovino reached a empty classroom, locked himself in it, and settled down in a far corner of the room to drink.
Antonio tried the handle. Finding it locked, he twisted the knob hard, breaking it. He rushed into the room.
Lovino hissed and scooted back until he was pressed into the corner with his fangs bared, clinging to the backpack with blood all over his mouth.
Antonio held up his hands, approaching him slowly. "Lovino, you need to calm down. You drank enough that you if you stop now, you'll be okay all the way to lunch. If you let the thirst beat you, you're going to regret it, I promise you," he said carefully.
Lovino frowned lightly as he looked down at the bags. "….. mine…."
Antonio nodded. "They are yours. All of them are. But you have to space them out. You can't drink the all at once."
"….. but I want them, dammit…."
"You will have them, but if you drink them all now, what will you do later?" Antonio reasoned gently, kneeling down in front of him.
The Italian simply shrugged.
"You're not drinking them al.l I won't get you anymore if you do," he threatened. It was a lie of course, but Antonio was banking on the fact that new vampires tended not to do anything that could prevent them from getting blood.
Lovino instantly froze and stared at Antonio with wide fearful eyes. "W-What….?!"
"If you promise to save the rest for later, I will definitely get you more," the Spaniard offered.
Lovino scowled in consideration for a few moments, then pushed the bag into Antonio's arms, not meeting his eyes.
Antonio smiled at him, then took a wet wipe (a very handy invention when you had a new vampire around) and gently wiped the blood from his face. "There you go, querido," he cooed. "All better."
"… you're pissed at me now."
"What? No! No no, of course not!" Antonio assured quickly, putting his arms around the other boy and pulling him onto his lap, cuddling him close. He kissed his forehead. "I promise I'm not angry with you."
"B-But I just….!"
"But nothing, love."
"….. how… how the hell did you trick me so damn easily to hand the damn bags over….?"
"I told you I wasn't going to get you anymore blood if you ran out of the supply I brought with us."
"I-I mean how the hell did it work?!"
"New vampires won't do anything that will endanger their chances at to get more blood."
"Why?"
"Because they love it, like all vampires."
Lovino frowned as he looked away. "…. It feels like that's all I want right now…." He mumbled quietly.
"I know. You'll feel like that until the end of the day. And you will be uncomfortable. I'm sorry, Lovino," the vampire murmured, hugging him close.
Lovino slowly hugged back. "I-I want to check on Feliciano…."
Antonio nodded. "I understand, but right now we need to focus on you. We have to leave Feliciano to Ludwig until lunch. It's only four periods away, you can make it," he said encouragingly, helping him to his feet.
"W-What the hell do you mean by focus on me?!" The Italian hissed back.
"I mean that you are a new vampire around hundreds of happy meals. You and I need to focus on you. Ludwig and Feliciano will focus on him," the Spaniard explained gently.
"The fuck is that supposed to mean?!"
"It means all your energy needs to go to you controlling yourself into not attacking the other students."
"Well I'm fucking fine! Now let me go see my damn brother!" Lovino snapped and headed for the door.
Antonio grabbed his arm, yanking him back, his eyes flashing red in irritation. "No."
At the sudden grab, Lovino hissed and instantly jumped and whipped around to bite Antonio in the throat.
Antonio grabbed his shoulders, holding him back. "Lovino," he hissed. "Get control of yourself!"
Lovino jerked back then looked down as he started to tear up. "T-Take me home…. N-Now…."
"No. I'm not going to let you just roll over and let this take you down," Antonio said firmly.
"I-I'm NOT fucking rolling over!"
"Then stop trying to go!"
"Fuck you!"
"Maybe later," Antonio said, trying to throw the Italian off.
"The fuck was that?!"
Antonio smiled at him innocently.
Lovino simply glared back, then walked off out the door.
Antonio grabbed him again, "Lovino, you're letting this win."
"The hell I am! Get off! I'm going back to fucking class!"
"Alright, let's go then," the Spaniard said, grabbing his hand and starting out of the room.
"You are fucking pissed now," Lovino scoffed as he yanked his hand away.
"I'm not mad. I'm irritated," he answered. "I understand your hesitations, but you are making this far harder than it needs to be. Why don't you just trust me to do what's best for you right now? If I didn't think you could do this, I wouldn't have let you come today. You know that."
"Hmph…. Wow… I'm doing such a fucking good job showing I can…."
Antonio stopped and turned to face him. "Lovino, knock this off, right now," he said. He was absolutely at his limit right now. He loved his boyfriend, but even the Spaniard could only take so much. "I'm tired of this. Stop being like this. I'm just trying to help you."
Lovino opened his mouth to snap back, then thought better of it and closed his mouth, looking down.
Antonio approached him, wrapping his arms around the new vampire and hugging him tight, kissing his forehead. "I love you. I love you more than anything else in my entire life. I only want to make you happy and protect you. I'm sorry I snapped at you," he said softly.
"I-I'll try to listen, dammit…." The Italian quietly mumbled. "S-Sorry…."
Antonio nodded, hugging him tightly. "Let's get back to class now," he said gently.
Lovino nodded back and let him be led out, but not before glancing at Antonio's bag.
"Take one if you need it," Antonio encouraged.
"….. what about waiting for lunchtime?"
"There's enough for you to have one now," the Spaniard said, "Take one, it'll be okay."
Lovino glanced at him then reached in and grabbed two bags, biting into one and starting to drink.
Antonio smiled at him. When they got to the classroom, he waited for Lovino to finished drinking, making sure he had no blood on his face before the pair walked into the classroom.
"I'm not a damn baby, you bastard…. Wiping my face like that…." Lovino grumbled.
"Would you want to walk into class with blood on your face?" Antonio asked, smiling.
"Fuck no! B-But I CAN wipe it myself!"
"Well too late now." Antonio gave him a kiss, then opened the door, smiling as he walked into the classroom.
Once the bell ran for lunch, Lovino was the first one out of the room, already bound and determined to find his brother.
The other Italian was already at a lunch table with Ludwig, smiling and laughing about something or other. Antonio caught up shortly after.
Walking up behind Feliciano, Lovino poked him in the back of the head to get his attention. "Well? Anything fucking happen?"
Feliciano whined, turning around to pout at his brother. "No, everything was fine. Why? Did something happen with you?"
"… no."
The younger twin looked at him skeptically. "Are you lying?" he asked as Antonio slipped Lovino a bag.
Lovino glanced away, "N-No….."
"You are lying," Feliciano said, frowning at his twin.
Lovino refused to meet his eye.
"What did you do?"
"N-Nothing-!"
"Liar. Just tell me."
Lovino flinched and mumbled something.
"What did you say, Lovi?" Feliciano asked, leaning closer to him.
Lovino glanced away then told him everything that had happened.
Feliciano listened to his story all the way, then sighed lightly. He hugged his brother, patting his back. "Well, are you okay now?"
Lovino blinked in surprise. "…. You're not pissed?"
The younger shook his head. "No. Why would I be?" he asked, tilting his head in confusion.
The older twin simply shrugged in reply.
Feliciano smiled a little and giggled. "You're so silly, fratello."
"S-Shut up, dammit!" Lovino huffed then sat down next to him. "So… how was it for you?"
"It was fine. I was so scared about freaking out like I did last time that I haven't had any problems. Luddy gave me a bag during each class and I haven't had trouble," he reported brightly.
"Seriously? No fucking trouble at all?"
"Nope~!"
"… Weird."
"So, are we going to the same thing tomorrow, but in reverse, with us taking care of Luddy and Toni?" Feliciano asked.
"I guess so. But you know I can't be around that damn potato right…?"
Feliciano grinned at him. "Because Ludwig could totally beat you and become alpha," he teased playfully.
"I'm fucking serious! If I see that asshole then I'll try to fucking fight him!"
"Oh, just stop it. That's not how it works and you know it. If it was, then I would fight you whenever I saw you. Or I would fight Antonio tomorrow," Feliciano said, rolling his eyes.
"Until he does something to piss me off….." Lovino muttered.
"You just need to learn how to control your anger, fratello," the younger said, sipping from the blood bag Ludwig had given him.
"What was that?!" Lovino hissed and bared his fangs.
Feliciano looked at him. "I said, you need to learn how to control your anger. If you didn't get angry so easily, a lot of the things that happen to us wouldn't."
"So you're blaming me for fucking everything?!"
"I didn't even say that, don't you even dare to put words in my mouth," Feliciano shot back.
"You're fucking implying it!"
"No, you're jumping to conclusions!"
"Shut up!"
"You shut up!"
"Fucking make me!" Lovino snarled as his eyes turned red.
"You make me!" Feliciano yelled back, his eyes also turning red.
Sensing trouble, Ludwig yanked Feliciano back and gently pushed another blood bag into his mouth. "Enough."
Antonio had his arm around Lovino's waist, holding him tightly. "Yeah, you both need to calm down now. You're going to do something you regret," he said, placing a blood bag into his hand.
Feliciano took a deep breath, allowing his anger to cool, sipping from the bag.
Lovino quietly huffed but started drinking too.
The vampires breathed a soft sigh of relief as the brothers calmed down. Shortly after, the bell rang and the group dispersed for the rest of the day.