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*Chapter 4*
A game called Life
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You turned around, only to meet red eyes.
"Ahhh~ Bella, I-a see you wrapped your-a hand."
Feliciano then lifted your wrapped hand and licked it. He grinned as he tasted the foul taste of blood.
Moments later, the blood was gone.
You wanted to smack him, but god knows what would happen if you did.
The gun was in his left pocket.
The hell?! I thought we got the gun!!
"You-a did." Feliciano pulled away from you and stood straight up. He pointed to Ludwig.
"My dear amico gave it to me."
Your gaze slowly traveled to Ludwig. You shook your head and covered your mouth. Tears began to form.
"Luddie..you.."
"No,_______ you've got it vrong!!"
Tears slowly fell to the tile beneath and echoed.
Ludwig looked at Feliciano angrily.
"You tricked me."
"Ah ah ah, I-a warned you~"
Ludwig bit back a reply.
Feliciano pulled the gun out and faced it to Ludwig. You noticed and growled.
"What are you doing?!"
"Well, this lovely gentleman is-a sacrificing himself for-a you~"
You looked from Feli to Ludwig.
Ludwig to Feli.
"Let me say good-bye to him then!" You ran up to Ludwig and hugged him.
"What the hell are you doing?" You whispered, glancing back at Feliciano.
"Don't vorry, I have a plan."
"Yeah well you better get that plan of yours into action, because your sorry ass is about to be whooped."
"Yes, I vill try."
He gave you a quick kiss and you backed away.
Feliciano snickered,
"Rest in peace, Frate--"
"IIIIIDIOTA!!! BASTARDO! LET ME-A IN!!"
Lovino. You recognized his voice anywhere, and not to mention the language.
"Lovi! Come in!" You yelled happily.
Ludwig looked at you and mouthed something that looked like; "I told them."
...Them?
A second later, the front door burst open, and Lovino appeared.
Wait, that wasn't Lovino.
"The awesome me is here!!" Gilbert!....and Lovino.
Feliciano growled and looked back at Ludwig. "Later.."
He whispered ad stuffed the gun in his left pocket.
You glared at him and shook your head.
"Never."
Lovino leaped at Feliciano and looked him straight in the eyes.
"What-a the hell?! Fratello, your-a eyes! They are-a the color of that-a bastardo!"
Lovino spat and pointed at Gilbert.
"I heard zhat!"
Feliciano eyed Lovino as he spoke.
Lovino narrowed his eyes sadly. "Fratello....What-a happened?"
"Perché cazzo te ne frega?"
Feliciano stomped upstairs and slammed the door to your room. You looked at Gilbert, then Lovino.
Lovino did something that was abit odd, and unusual for him.
He ran up to you and hugged you for the longest time.
"L-Lovi?!" You blushed ad watched in amusement as Ludwig's anger began to build.
Lovino eventually pulled away, but left his hands on your shoulders.
"Potato bastard told us what-a happened. Are you-a ok? We were-a so worried!"
You nodded and smiled gratefully.
"Im fine, thanks for worrying."
"Sono contento...~"
Lovino sighed and took his hands off you. "Im-a so sorry he-a does this."
You blinked. You thought Lovino didn't know before.
"Wait...Hes done this before?" Lovino nodded sadly.
"Yes...He-a used to do it to-a Music bastard. It-a stopped afew years back...But it-a seems to have-a started again."
You looked at him oddly and nodded.
"Music...bas--Oh, You mean Mr.Roderick?"
Lovino nodded and growled,then began cursing things in Italian.
Typical Lovi.
You yawned and walked over to the stairs.
"Well, Im going to check up on Feli~"
"NO!" Everyone yelled, and to your surprise, they were actually in sync.
"Don't worry," You pulled the gun out of your back pocket and twirled it around your finger.
"I snatched it when he walked by ❤"
You stuck your tongue out and put the gun back, smiling before walking up.
"Zhats my ________~" Ludwig smiled.
"Your _______?! She will be-a mine, Potato bastard!"
"Nein! She best suits zhe awesome me!"
As you continued walking, you heard the men downstairs bickering. You rolled your eyes and kept walking until you reached your room.
You sighed and hid the gun, before knocking. No one answered, so you walked in.
You opened the door to find a sleeping Feli.
You bit back and 'awww' and walked up to your bed.
He seemed so peaceful when he was asleep.
You lied next to him and stroked his hair, avoiding his ever so delicate curl. You sighed and smiled, before drifting asleep.
You awoke to something tickling you. You twitched abit and opened your eyes.
. . .
Where are your jeans. . . ?
You looked up to see two red eyes starring down at you.
"Bella ❤ Your awake~"
You squeaked and looked away, blushing.
"Creeper! Creeeeper! Ew, get away!!"
You flailed around, but Feliciano seemed to be almost rock like.
He sighed and shook his head.
You did the only thing that came to mind----- You pulled his curl.
A game called Life
__________________________________________________________________________________________
You turned around, only to meet red eyes.
"Ahhh~ Bella, I-a see you wrapped your-a hand."
Feliciano then lifted your wrapped hand and licked it. He grinned as he tasted the foul taste of blood.
Moments later, the blood was gone.
You wanted to smack him, but god knows what would happen if you did.
The gun was in his left pocket.
The hell?! I thought we got the gun!!
"You-a did." Feliciano pulled away from you and stood straight up. He pointed to Ludwig.
"My dear amico gave it to me."
Your gaze slowly traveled to Ludwig. You shook your head and covered your mouth. Tears began to form.
"Luddie..you.."
"No,_______ you've got it vrong!!"
Tears slowly fell to the tile beneath and echoed.
Ludwig looked at Feliciano angrily.
"You tricked me."
"Ah ah ah, I-a warned you~"
Ludwig bit back a reply.
Feliciano pulled the gun out and faced it to Ludwig. You noticed and growled.
"What are you doing?!"
"Well, this lovely gentleman is-a sacrificing himself for-a you~"
You looked from Feli to Ludwig.
Ludwig to Feli.
"Let me say good-bye to him then!" You ran up to Ludwig and hugged him.
"What the hell are you doing?" You whispered, glancing back at Feliciano.
"Don't vorry, I have a plan."
"Yeah well you better get that plan of yours into action, because your sorry ass is about to be whooped."
"Yes, I vill try."
He gave you a quick kiss and you backed away.
Feliciano snickered,
"Rest in peace, Frate--"
"IIIIIDIOTA!!! BASTARDO! LET ME-A IN!!"
Lovino. You recognized his voice anywhere, and not to mention the language.
"Lovi! Come in!" You yelled happily.
Ludwig looked at you and mouthed something that looked like; "I told them."
...Them?
A second later, the front door burst open, and Lovino appeared.
Wait, that wasn't Lovino.
"The awesome me is here!!" Gilbert!....and Lovino.
Feliciano growled and looked back at Ludwig. "Later.."
He whispered ad stuffed the gun in his left pocket.
You glared at him and shook your head.
"Never."
Lovino leaped at Feliciano and looked him straight in the eyes.
"What-a the hell?! Fratello, your-a eyes! They are-a the color of that-a bastardo!"
Lovino spat and pointed at Gilbert.
"I heard zhat!"
Feliciano eyed Lovino as he spoke.
Lovino narrowed his eyes sadly. "Fratello....What-a happened?"
"Perché cazzo te ne frega?"
Feliciano stomped upstairs and slammed the door to your room. You looked at Gilbert, then Lovino.
Lovino did something that was abit odd, and unusual for him.
He ran up to you and hugged you for the longest time.
"L-Lovi?!" You blushed ad watched in amusement as Ludwig's anger began to build.
Lovino eventually pulled away, but left his hands on your shoulders.
"Potato bastard told us what-a happened. Are you-a ok? We were-a so worried!"
You nodded and smiled gratefully.
"Im fine, thanks for worrying."
"Sono contento...~"
Lovino sighed and took his hands off you. "Im-a so sorry he-a does this."
You blinked. You thought Lovino didn't know before.
"Wait...Hes done this before?" Lovino nodded sadly.
"Yes...He-a used to do it to-a Music bastard. It-a stopped afew years back...But it-a seems to have-a started again."
You looked at him oddly and nodded.
"Music...bas--Oh, You mean Mr.Roderick?"
Lovino nodded and growled,then began cursing things in Italian.
Typical Lovi.
You yawned and walked over to the stairs.
"Well, Im going to check up on Feli~"
"NO!" Everyone yelled, and to your surprise, they were actually in sync.
"Don't worry," You pulled the gun out of your back pocket and twirled it around your finger.
"I snatched it when he walked by ❤"
You stuck your tongue out and put the gun back, smiling before walking up.
"Zhats my ________~" Ludwig smiled.
"Your _______?! She will be-a mine, Potato bastard!"
"Nein! She best suits zhe awesome me!"
As you continued walking, you heard the men downstairs bickering. You rolled your eyes and kept walking until you reached your room.
You sighed and hid the gun, before knocking. No one answered, so you walked in.
You opened the door to find a sleeping Feli.
You bit back and 'awww' and walked up to your bed.
He seemed so peaceful when he was asleep.
You lied next to him and stroked his hair, avoiding his ever so delicate curl. You sighed and smiled, before drifting asleep.
You awoke to something tickling you. You twitched abit and opened your eyes.
. . .
Where are your jeans. . . ?
You looked up to see two red eyes starring down at you.
"Bella ❤ Your awake~"
You squeaked and looked away, blushing.
"Creeper! Creeeeper! Ew, get away!!"
You flailed around, but Feliciano seemed to be almost rock like.
He sighed and shook his head.
You did the only thing that came to mind----- You pulled his curl.
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me: no luciano stop * glomps luicano *
luciano: will you please get off of me now
me: no luciano hurting people is wrong
luciano: will you please get off of me now
me: no luciano hurting people is wrong