Oh my fuck. I graduate on May 23. I'll almost done with high school. FUCK.

The next morning, Feliciano didn't want to leave his bedroom. When Lovino opened his room door and looked in, he simply curled up tightly under his mound of blankets and refused to come out.

Sighing to himself, Lovino quietly closed the door and walked off. What could he do to help….?

A little bit later, Lovino sat on the couch alone, deciding to give his brother some space if he needed it (and keep Ludwig as far away from Feliciano as possible). Currently, the elder twin was borrowing some of Feliciano's art supplies (without permission) in order to draw a picture for Feliciano to hopefully make him feel better. It wasn't going well... "Fuck! How the hell can Feliciano get these fucked up things to work?! Are they cursed or something?!"

Lovino's phone buzzed suddenly as he got a text from Antonio. 'Hey Lovi. :') so… I'm still feeling a bit skittish and like I have a lot more energy than usual. So, you should grab Feli and meet us at the park!'

The Italian rolled his eyes as he texted it. 'You sound like a damn five year old, you bastard. And Feliciano isn't fucking moving, he hasn't left his damn bed since last night. Go run up and down the stairs at your damn building or something. I'm busy.'

'It's okay. I'm on my way to see you~.'

However, Lovino didn't see this part, having set the phone on silent and going back to drawing.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Go away!" Lovino snapped. "We're not fucking buying!"

Seconds later, the door clicked and opened, Antonio entering the house and looked around. Spotting his boyfriend in the living room, he smiled brightly and walked towards him. "Lovi~~."

Lovino jumped with a startled yelp and threw the sketch book away, accidentally hitting Antonio in the face with it. "W-What the fuck, you bastard?!"

The Spaniard yelped in pain, falling back onto his butt, holding his face. "O-Ow!"

"H-How the hell did you get in here?!" Lovino sputtered, quickly trying to wipe the residue of the oil pastels from his face and hands.

"Y-You gave me a key!" the vampire cried.

"Hmph…. Bastard," Lovino huffed, then paled slightly. "H-Hey! G-Give me that damn thing back!" he stuttered, holding out his hand for the sketchbook.

Antonio pouted at him with tear filled eyes, holding the book to his chest. "You have to kiss me first. To make up for hitting me in the face."

"W-What?! I-I have to give that back to Feliciano you bastard-!"

"Kiss first."

"P-Please…."

"Please kiss?"

Lovino cursed under his breath then gave Antonio a quick kiss before trying to grab the sketchbook.

Antonio let him take it. He sniffled and wiped his eyes, his nose still hurting.

"You want some ice for that, bastard….?"

"No," Antonio said, clearly hurt.

Lovino bit his lip, then moved closer and gently pressed his lips against Antonio's.

The Spaniard blinked in surprise, then kissed him back for a moment. He sniffled when Lovino moved back and smiled lightly. "Gracias, Lovi." He looked at the sketchbook then. "So why did your art attack me?"

"It's not mine. I was looking at Feliciano's!" Lovino quickly lied, trying to hide the sketchbook from sight.

"No, that's yours. I recognize your style. Plus, you have oil pastel on your face and hands."

"I-I…. y-you're imagining shit…!"

"Nope."

Lovino's face flushed as he looked down, trying to avoid Antonio's eyes.

"Lovi? Are you alright?" he asked gently, taking his hand.

"I-I'm fine, dammit…."

"It's really beautiful, what were you drawing for? Fun?" he asked, kissing his forehead.

Lovino blinked a few times at the 'beautiful' comment. "F-Feliciano…" he mumbled then added. "A-And go ahead, bastard… tell me the damn truth how it sucks… I know I can't fucking draw…."

"You totally can." Antonio looked at the piece and smiled. "Beautiful. Just like you."

Lovino blushed more then drew his signature in the bottom corner of the picture and set it down with the picture showing on the couch. "L-Let's go to the damn park, you bastard…. I'll leave a note for Feliciano…"

Antonio nodded, then leaned over and kissed him gently. "Sounds good to me~!"

Lovino kissed back then pulled away and headed for the door.

Meanwhile, Ludwig, who had come with Antonio, quietly slipped into Feliciano's room through the window, having climbed up that way hoping Lovino wouldn't catch him.

Hearing the sound, Feliciano peeked his head out from under his blankets. He looked at his boyfriend for a moment, then retreated under his covers again.

"I wanted to see you…" Ludwig said quietly.

"….. I just want to be alone…" the Italian answered, his voice soft.

"Nein. I won't leave you when you're like this."

Feliciano sighed, then got out of bed. He was still in his pajamas, but he wrapped himself in his comforter and left the room, heading downstairs.

Ludwig sighed himself and followed after him. "Feliciano… please…."

The Italian shook his head. "Uh uh," he murmured going into the kitchen.

Ludwig went to follow him, but not before grabbing a sketchbook off the couch, which he held out to the Italian once he walked into the kitchen. "I think you forgot your sketchbook in the living room."

"My sketchbook is in my room. That one is Lovi's," he murmured, not looking at him. He sat at the breakfast bar, splaying himself across the counter, his comforter around him.

"H-He has one?!" Ludwig yelped slightly as he tossed the book away, accidentally hitting Feliciano in the head with it.

The Italian whined in a mixture of annoyance and pain, then sat up, rubbing his head and picking up the sketchbook to look at it.

"I-I'm so sorry!" the vampire stuttered.

Feliciano wasn't listening. He was staring at the scene in the sketchbook. His eyes teared up slightly as he looked at the beautiful picture of Tuscany.

"E-Er…. W-What's wrong….?"

"This… It's so beautiful….."

"O-Oh….. er…. T-That's good…."

Feliciano's eyes found the little note to him and he let out a soft, laughing sob.

"I-Is something wrong…?"

He turned the sketchbook so the German could read it.

Ludwig blinked then stuttered. "O-Oh… I see…. Well…. Your art is better."

Feliciano blinked, then jerked away, holding the art to his chest. "Why would you say that?" he demanded. He got off the chair, letting his comforter fall away as he stormed back towards his bedroom.

"F-Feliciano….?"

"I can't believe you would say something so rude!" the Italian yelled. He stomped up the steps, down the hall and into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

"Didn't you… want me to say that….?" the clueless German managed to get out.

"No!" Feliciano yelled, throwing something at the door. "Why the hell would I want you to say something so mean about my brother's art?!"

"I-I didn't say it was bad! J-Just that yours was better…!"

"LUDWIG! STOP! TALKING!" Feliciano screeched furiously. He was stunned by his boyfriend's lack of thought about his words.

Ludwig flinched at the tone and looked away.

A few minutes later, Feliciano left his room, fully dressed. He glared at his boyfriend, then blew past him and went downstairs.

Ludwig sighed and dragged a hand down his face before heading downstairs to leave the house. He guessed Feliciano really didn't want him around….

When he opened the door, Feliciano rushed into the entryway. "Where are you going? You're just going to break into my room, say something rude, then leave? I think not!"

"But… you…. You don't want me here…."

"Did I say that? Did I ever once say that?" he demanded, his face turning red with anger. "Why are you making this so difficult?"

"I-I'm sorry…."

"Shut up! You aren't going to just leave! Hell no, you are taking me to the park now!"

All Ludwig could do was meekly nod back.

"Good." Feliciano put on his shoes, then grabbed Ludwig's hand, looking up at him with a pout. "Now let's go."

At the park, Lovino rolled his eyes at Antonio as he sat down on one of the swings. "Why the hell do you have to keep running around?"

"I can't help it! Something about the potion from yesterday is like freaking crack and I have all this energy!" Antonio said, doing laps around the swing set.

"Do you see me and Feliciano having problems?" Lovino scoffed then looked down as he gripped the chain. "Speaking of, that vampire shit with me being turned into one… that… can't become permanent…. can it?"

"I have no idea, you should ask Arthur if you're curious!" Antonio said, panting.

"Great… so you really don't fucking know…." Lovino grumbled to himself.

Across the park, Feliciano and Ludwig arrived. He looked back at his boyfriend, then leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Hide. Don't let fratello see you, okay?" he said.

Ludwig nodded in reply. "J-Ja…. I know better than to let that happen."

"I love you, okay? I'm a little a little angry about what you said earlier, but it's okay. Now go hide." Feliciano turned away from him and started to walk towards his twin.

Ludwig nodded and stayed close but out of sight.

"Fratello….?" Feliciano softly asked, walking up behind his brother.

Lovino blinked then glanced around to look at him. "Huh? How the hell did you get here?"

"I walked."

"I mean how the hell did you know this was where I was?"

"Antonio texted me this morning. He said he wanted to hang out with you here today."

"Oh…" Lovino muttered then narrowed his eyes as his nose twitched and he started looking around.

"Are you okay?" Feliciano looked around, wondering what his brother was searching for.

"…. That asshole's here. Isn't he," the older twin growled, his eyes starting to turn gold.

Feliciano snapped his fingers in front of his face. "Hey. Pay attention to me. I'm trying to talk to you."

"I know that, dammit!" Lovino snapped as he continued looking around. "Now where the fuck is that asshole so I can rip him to shreds?!"

"You're looking for Ludwig, that not paying attention to me," Feliciano pouted.

"Because I want to rip the asshole to shreds!"

"You just said that. Ignore him. I want to spend with you now."

Lovino gritted his teeth. "…. Fine."

Feliciano smiled then grabbed his hand. "Walk with me."

Lovino didn't say anything but let Feliciano lead him.

They walked for a few minutes, then Feliciano cleared his throat. "So…. Being vampires for a full day was interesting, wasn't it?"

Lovino paused then nodded. "Si…." After another pause, he mumbled, "It was nice being the same thing as Antonio…."

"Really? I dunno, I didn't like it. My throat felt dry the whole day and I couldn't make that feeling stop."

"You wouldn't want to stay like that? Permanently?"

"No," Feliciano said, no hesitation in his voice. "I may not like being a werewolf, but it's part of who I am now. I don't want to change it. And especially not into a vampire."

"… why? Then we don't have to fucking worry about the full moon anymore…. A-And if there's any fucking problems then there's a whole damn group of bastards who are the same thing as us to help!"

Feliciano stared at him. "We have a group of help us now. Not all of us are the same thing."

Lovino opened his mouth to speak then closed it and quickly shook his head no. "N-No…. never mind, dammit."

The Italian looked at him in confusion for a moment, then nodded, letting it go.

"Anything else you want to do?"

"You wanna go get ice cream?"

Lovino glanced at him and nodded.

Feliciano smiled and began to walk down the path towards the small vendor cart.

"… I'm paying dammit," Lovino mumbled.

The younger giggled happily and hugged his twin, then bounced the rest of the way to the cart.

Lovino rolled his eyes and followed.

Feliciano went up to the cart and looked over the flavors happily. After a moment of thought, he asked for mint chocolate chip.

When it was his turn, Lovino ordered a plain chocolate then paid for both.

"Grazie, fratellone~!" Feliciano cheered, kissing his twin's cheek.

"Better be fucking grateful…" Lovino grumbled, rubbing his cheek with his free hand.

"I am~!" the Italian gladly licked at his ice cream, his face the picture of bliss.

Lovino huffed and rolled his eyes. He wondered what Feliciano would do if he knew what he was planning….

Feliciano looked back at him then. "Lovi? Are you okay?"

"Si. Just thinking about shit."

"You sure?"

Lovino nodded after a second. "… I did like being the same thing as Antonio….." he mumbled to himself.

Feliciano watched him confused. "Why?"

Lovino flinched and quickly looked away. "N-No reason dammit… J-Just forget about it!"

The younger twin frowned, but he reluctantly let it go.

"Anything else you want to do?" Lovino asked to change the subject.

He shrugged. "Catch?"

Lovino shrugged himself. "We even have a damn ball to use?"

"Oh…. Right."

"You want the damn swings? You like those."

"Yeah, okay."

Lovino nodded then dragged Feliciano over to the swings and pointed at it. "Sit."

Feliciano climbed onto the swing, then looked at his brother.

Lovino rolled his eyes and huffed but started pushing the swing.

After a few moments, Feliciano spoke. "That picture was beautiful."

"….. what damn picture?" Lovino asked with a slight frown.

"The one you made for me."

"Y-You saw that damn thing….?"

"Yeah," Feliciano looked towards Lovino as he swung back and forth. "I love it."

"Y-You do….?"

Feliciano let his feet hit and drag on the ground to slow himself. He got up and hugged his brother tightly. "Yeah. I do."

Lovino blushed lightly as he hugged back. "G-Good…."

The younger twin smiled. "You're such an amazing artist, fratello. I wish you did more."

"… N-No I'm not…."

"You so are."

"Fuck no… y-you've seen your shit…."

"Mine?"

"S-Si…."

"What about mine?"

"…. Nothing. It's getting late. You want to go get food?"

"Uh, sure." Feliciano looked around, spotting Antonio. "What about Toni?"

Lovino rolled his eyes and motioned Antonio over. "I meant him too."

Feliciano shifted slightly. "….. Ludwig too?"

Lovino glared and crossed his arms. "Fuck no. I already fucking told you that asshole's DEAD next time I see him."

"But I want to see him. How come you can see your boyfriend whenever you want, but when I want to see mine you get all angry and defensive?"

"Of course I get fucking angry! He fucking ATTACKED you and you did nothing to stop him! It took the other bastards to fucking do it! Just because you bend over backwards for an abusive asshole like him doesn't fucking mean I have to! Or will I let you either!" Lovino snapped back.

"He's NOT abusive! It was a accident and it only happened once! You just always blow things out of proportion! I bet if Antonio had done the exact same thing to you, you would have forgiven him by now and moved on!"

"Don't fucking act like you know what I would or would not do! And how the hell do you know it wouldn't happen again?! But guess what!? I'm NOT going to give it the chance of happening again! Now shut the fuck up and deal with it! I'm still the fucking alpha!"

"Being alpha doesn't mean you control who I can and can't love! You can give me orders, but you can't make me stay away from Ludwig!"

"Apparently I pretty fucking much have to since you're too damn stupid to realize all of this on your own! So until you fucking learn I'm taking care of it! You should be fucking grateful!"

Feliciano's eyes began to water. "I don't need you to dictate my life. I love Ludwig. You just have to deal with it. All I do with you two is try and make you see the goodness in each other. Clearly that's hopeless. Well, have fun with Antonio, Lovino. I'm going to see my BOYFRIEND now." Hurt tears dripping down his cheeks, the Italian ran off.