A/N: This is a Italy/Fem!Romano AU. Also, I would very much like to thank my girlfriend for helping me edit this. She was a big help through this fic, and gave me a ton of support. Enjoy the new chapter!

Faint giggles, like the soft sounds of bees buzzing, can be heard behind a large tree. Two siblings sitting and sharing secrets like two best friends would. Jokes thrown at each other only to see the opposite fall on their back laughing themselves to tears. The younger would stand up, jump around, and act with his playful movements to entertain the elder; whilst the elder would point at something, then proclaim what makes it so funny.

The younger brother, Feliciano, growing tired of just seeing his sister sitting and now playing around with him, picked her up and began to dance around with her playfully. Lovina, arguing with this, tried to step off and retreat to her shady spot under the tree, but Feliciano's laugh was contagious and she soon fell into step along with her brother.

The two danced together to a piano tune being played inside by their guardian. Each keeping step with one another and getting close to one another. Their bare feet carried them over the cool grass, and brought them into a fantasy land. There they could pretend the shade of their big tree was a giant castle, and the grass surrounding their feet was a marble ballroom floor. It was something out of a storybook for them both.

"We'll always dance together like this, right fratello?" Lovina said with a slight tint of pink brushing onto her cheeks. With a smile, Feliciano spun her around and pulled her back into him. "Of course my princess! We'll dance together in our castle forever!" Lovina was silent, but her eyes almost seemed to be glittering from this answer.

As Feliciano pulled her closer to him, Lovina began to felt a pain swell around her chest. She was being pressed up against him, and for some reason it hurt. Letting go of his hands, she stepped back and wrapped her arms around her chest.

"What's wrong Lovina? Did I step on your foot?"

"No… No. It must have just been my dress… It's become very tight recently. I might just need to get it loosened is all."

Blinking a couple times, Feliciano reached out for her hand and held it within his own. "Well, as long as I didn't hurt you… Want to go to Miss Hungary to see if she can loosen up your dress? Then maybe we can dance some more!" He spoke with his playful tone, yet there was some worry hidden behind it.

Nodding, Lovina and Feliciano began to head inside to their large manor. Seeing the pair walk in, Roderich and Elizabeta looked up from the piano to gaze at their rather large closeness. Seeing this made Roderich upset- they are siblings and shouldn't be this close! Turning to Elizabeta, he whispered to her with a frustrated tone, "We'll have to separate them."

"Whatever do you mean?"

"Look at them… Look how close they are. Doesn't that put you on edge a little? They are growing up so quickly, who knows what they'll try if we aren't looking!"

"Don't be silly! Their just siblings! Can't they be friendly with one another? Come on, you have a brother. Didn't you get along with him when you were a young boy?"

"Not exactly… Me and him weren't always on well decided terms."

"Well, Feliciano and Lovina get along. Who knows how much longer it will last? Soon Lovina will be turning into a beautiful young lady and want more private time to herself, probably pushing him away just so she can have the entire room to herself."

Mumbling a little, Roderich nodded softly and returned his gaze to the Italian pair. Feliciano let go of his sister's hand to skip to Elizabeta. Wrapping his arms around her, he looked up at her with his soft and gentle eyes. "Mama, Sorella said her dress is too tight."

A soft growl was heard behind Feliciano as Lovina came up behind him and started to defend herself. "W-Well… We were just dancing, and when I was really close, I thought the dress was too confining toward my chest. It hurts!"

Elizabeta's eyes widened and she turned her head to look at Roderich giving her the "I told you" grin. Gulping, she let go of Feliciano and reached out for Lovina. "We can get you new dresses then! You're around that age when you stretch out your old ones. I'm sure I have one you can fit in just nicely!"

As Elizabeta and Lovina began to walk away, Feliciano was following behind them. Roderich grabbed his shoulders to halt and keep him still.

"Where are you going?"

"Well, I thought I could go with them? Lovina said after she gets changed we could dance some more!"

Frowning, Roderich tugged Feliciano away and held him still in a strong fatherly grasp. "I've been growing concern for you and your sister and have decided on how to fix the complications."

"Complications? What complications are there between me and her? We were just dancing?"

"You were going to follow her and watch her change as well?" Roderich said as he raised his voice loudly.

"I was just going to wait for her until she was done!"

"Don't play dumb with me boy! I know what she looks like to you… A flower in a garden that you can have all to yourself. She's not for you Feliciano! She's your sister!"

"I know she's my sister! What are you trying to say? I don't understand with all your yelling and tugging!"

Letting loose on his grasp, Roderich stood up straight and readjusted his glasses. "From now on… You two will be sleeping in a separate bed."

"W-What? But me and Lovina always sleep together! It's how I help her-"

"Silence! I've made up my mind! You will be sleeping in a bedroom I'll have Miss Héderváry prepare for you."

Fearing the anger of his guardian, Feliciano looked away in anger and crossed his arms. "You don't understand her like I do."

Suddenly there was a sharp pain stabbing him in the face. Roderich raised his hand against him and struck Feliciano. Clasping his hand over the red hand mark on his face, he stared up at his guardian with tears of anger and pain in his eyes.

Roderich was rubbing his hand he struck Feliciano with and spoke softly. "No… You don't understand Feliciano…. I'm just trying to protect both of you from your own foolish and pitiful hearts from sin."

The older man walked away, leaving Feliciano against a wall in pain, and trapped in a world of confusion.

He soon heard the sound of heels coming toward him, and his head turned slightly so he could see what Elizabeta was going to say to him next.

But it wasn't Elizabeta… It was Lovina! Wearing heels, and dark red dress. She looked like a princess out of the story books they would read together before bed. Her face almost seemed blank, but he could see she was in pain. Not mental pain, physical pain.

"Damn heels!" She kicked them off right in front of Feliciano and sighed angrily. "If I have to put these on ever again, I swear I'm not going to be able to walk for weeks."

Lovina still hadn't noticed Feliciano's tears. He quickly rubbed his face and smiled at her, giving her a laugh. "Let's hope you learn how to dance in them then!" The younger said with a giggling voice as he reached out for his sister's hand.

Her eyes wandered and noticed the red mark across Feliciano's face. "F-Feliciano! What happened?"

"Oh this? I u-uh… ran into a wall. I'm just clumsy like that you know?"

"Does it hurt?"

"Not really… it just stings a little honestly."

Stepping closer, Lovina began to close the space in between them. Feliciano's heart was racing when he noticed just how close she was; he could feel the silk and fabric of her dress, and her hand was still interlocked with his own.

She then placed a soft kiss onto his cheek and stepped back with a blush on her cheeks. "Mama said kisses make everything better, remember?" Lovina said as she gestured at her lips. Still in a moment of shock, Feliciano began to let a few words dripped out his mouth. "U-Uh, sí sí, that's right! I almost forgot that's what kisses were for…"

"You're so silly fratello. Come on, Elizabeta said dinner would be ready soon."

The two siblings arrived in the dining room to gaze upon a lovely feast. A delicious roasted pig sat in the middle with an apple in it's mouth, surrounded by fruits and vegetables. It looked like Elizabeta really outdid herself tonight with her cooking. The arrow wound in the pig was almost still visible.

Lovina and Feliciano both sat down at the table beside each other; however, Feliciano's nervous eyes moved to the corner to notice his guardian staring at him with scorn. Those squinting eyes staring at him behind his spectacles gave the young Italian a chill down his spin. His cheek still hurt from earlier, and he was frightened if Roderich would strike him again.

Feeling a soft poke on his shoulder, Feliciano turned to see his sister looking at him questionably. She seemed to be wondering why her brother was so shaken up at the dinner table. Usually he would be chatty, and excited to talk about his day and compliment Miss Hungary on her excellent cooking, but it wasn't coming out.

Feliciano's eyes met with his sister's and he gave her a fake smile. A smile he usually never gives. It was just to ease her for a little bit.

They listened and bowed their heads as Roderich began to say grace.

"Lord, thank you for this meal and for this wonderful family. Please let us all savor this meal in healthiness and happiness, and away from sin. Do not let sin tempt us, or let us be hindered in our own paths. Let this meal take away all the impurities that may rest within our hearts, amen."

Elizabeta, Lovina, and Feliciano didn't say "Amen" in return, but looked at Roderich very strangely.

"U-Uh… that was a very interesting prayer dear. What made the subject of sin and impurities come up? Usually you would have just ended it at "Thanks for the meal"…" Elizabeta said as she began to slice her meat.

Lovina kept her head down and nibbled on the vegetables on her plate. Feliciano was too nervous to look up at Roderich. He had a guess on why he was saying these things. Earlier today, he was saying similar things to him about Lovina.

"Ah, it's nothing. Just something I thought I should add more to the prayer. Prayers should be longer, shouldn't they?"

Without saying a word back to him, Elizabeta just put the piece of pig in her mouth and chewed. Almost like it was a "Yes, whatever you say dear" situation.

Whimpering and huffing, Lovina poked her brother's thigh and whispered for his help. "I can't cut my meat. The damn knife isn't sharp enough."

"That's because you're trying to cut it with a butter knife."

"It's not my fault I don't know the difference between knives."

Chuckling, Feliciano pulled her plate to him and began to cut her meat with his own knife. "I'll do this for you. You tend to like it when it is in smaller pieces anyway."

"Shut up, I do not." She replied with a little louder huff.

"You do too. You can't eat a pig like a pig, you have to eat like a lady." He smiled at her. "You are becoming one too. So I thought I would just help."

Sticking his fork in one of the cut up pieces, he held it up to his older sister's lips and smiled. "Now open up!"

Lovina slowly opened her mouth to allow her brother to place the piece of pork into her mouth. Her teeth bit down lightly on the end of the piece and pulled the rest off. She began to chew, and happily smiled at him. "It's very good! Grazie fratellino!"

A loud slam was heard on Roderich's side of the table. It caused everyone to look is way in shock. Feliciano even jumped in his seat a little bit. "Please… Don't feed your sister with your own fork Feliciano. She has her own fork, she can use it."

"But I was just helping her-"

"She has her own fork!" Roderich raised his voice and shook both the siblings. Lovina grabbed her fork and shakily began to eat the rest of her meal.

Feliciano stood up and slammed his napkin down on the table. "I don't know what your problem is, or why you have the need to control how I act with my sister. It's ridiculous! You won't even let me feed her, and you are no longer going to let me sleep with her! What is going through your mind?" Taking a step back away from the table, he looked at his sister and began walking away slowly.

Elizabeta stood up to go after him, but Roderich raised his hand as if to stop her. "Let him go. He's a growing boy. Have you gotten his room ready?"

Elizabeta sat down and nodded slowly. "I still think it's too early. They are still so young."

"What did he say?" Lovina said softly.

"It's not too early, we have to do this now before they find out." Roderich replied to Elizabeta.

"What… did he say?" Lovina said louder.

"But they don't even know what it is! They'll still remain innocent."

"Their bodies can teach them Elizabeta… That's why they must be separated."

"What did my goddamn brother say?!" Lovina stood up as she slammed on the table.

Both adults looked at her with surprise at this outburst. "About what Lovina?" Elizabeta said questionably.

"He's not sleeping with me anymore? Why the hell is he not sleeping with me anymore!?" She said with tears collecting in her eyes.

Roderich looked away and sipped at his wine while Elizabeta got up and held her. "You two have both grown up. Me and Mister Austria thought it was time to separate your beds. You know, because now you are a big girl! He's becoming a big boy as well. Don't you want a little more privacy?"

Shoving Elizabeta, Lovina backed away and began to stomp her feet. "You don't understand! I need him, and he needs me! I don't need privacy, we've taken baths together! It's not fair!" Lovina began to run off with the sounds of whimpers coming from her, end echoing as she ran. Elizabeta wanted to go after them, but her husband put his arm on her shoulder.

"They'll thank us… It all comes with time."

"B-But they are still just children."

"Not anymore. They've reached the age of adolescence."

Heels running across wooden floors began to echo throughout darkened hallways, accompanied by the tragic sound of broken up tears and distraught pain. Lovina kicked off her heels and began to run barefoot throughout to corridors to her and Feliciano's bedroom; the only place she could seek sanctuary at this point. Although, it was soon to just be her room alone now.

But as it still was just theirs, no adult could hurt them in here. This is where she and Feliciano would go to be alone. Where they would spend time together, to just be away from the chores and responsibilities of growing into an adult. They wanted to stay young forever, to just remain in this fantasy, to pretend the adult world didn't exist around them and they were already at the age of maturity.

Opening the door, she saw Feliciano sitting at the end of the bed with his face buried in his hands, yet there was no sound of tears falling. Stepping further into the bedroom, Lovina closed the door behind her and walked to her younger brother with her tears still clotting her eyes.

Falling onto her knees, she laid her head on his lap and began to sob.

"Why are they doing this to us fratello? We didn't do anything wrong! What kind of punishment involves separating us? I can't be away from you!" The elder sibling whined out in gasps and wet tears. A hand was placed on her head, and slowly began to brush through her hair.

"They think this is best for us… That we are growing up. After all, a princess must grow into a queen on day, right?"

It was so strange how her little brother was able to keep a smile on his face the entire time. Not for one moment did he let a tear drop in front of her. It was as if he was holding back his own sadness to protect her. Looking up at him, his warm fingers began to wipe away at her tears.

"W-Why….? I thought we were going to dance forever like we did today." She whimpered out with a pitiful sniffle.

Not responding, he lifted her up and hugged her tightly. "It's time for bed. You must get ready for bed sorellona. What would Mister Austria think if a young princess didn't get the amount of sleep she needed?"

Letting out a long sigh, Lovina stepped to her drawer and grabbed a white nightgown and trailed into the bathroom to change. Leaving Feliciano in her room… alone.

Letting a single tear drop, he fell back onto his bed and hid his face with his arm. Eyes shut, he begged to shut out today. To forget the pain his guardian caused him. But what did he mean by sins? What was he trying to tell Feliciano?

Draining his mind, he brought up only what he thought were sins to Roderich. A mistake in a song? No, that can't be right? An obvious hole in underpants? Definitely not… Well, nothing would seem to be a sin except wrong things.

"What about the seven sins?" He spoke softly to himself. There was greed… Feliciano and Lovina had no greed. They had everything they would ever need.

Gluttony. Even though they both loved food, it wasn't something that seemed to be a big factor.

Sloth? That would be something for them both depending on when they were taking a siesta. But not that much of a sin… To be lazy isn't a thing to make a big deal about.

Pride maybe? Neither one of them had much pride… Except Lovina, she seemed to enjoy the things she did. But this would have to involve them both.

Envy perhaps? Definitely not, the siblings didn't wish off the other and desire anything the opposite would have. They were fine with what was given to them.

Anger… That would be something Lovina would possess, but she usually uses it unnecessarily. Feliciano is pretty laid back, but he can become pretty angry. Like today for example. It can't be wrath… So that leaves….

Gulping, Feliciano turned to face the bathroom door Lovina went to change in… Lust.

It couldn't be lust, could it? She was his big sister! He looked up to her all the time, and wouldn't look up to her… in that sort of way. But, she was growing into such a beautiful woman. Hair that almost looked as sweet as chocolate, and a scent as similar to the roses bushes she sniffs.

Skin so golden, and eyes so bold she would drag your attention from a mile away! Whenever Feliciano gazed at her, her cheeks would look almost like a rabbits soft pink nose. The way she would walk had more stride to it than most things, and her hips could strike Feliciano down in a heartbeat.

To imagine her, stripped bare, changing into her sleeping gown, in a room right beside him began to stir something up inside Feliciano. The young boy's cheeks began to burn and his heart race. Is this what Roderich meant? Was this the sin he was referring to?

Was it so much a sin to want to touch her soft skin? Or to run his hands up to her neck to pull that small string and let her dress loose? Could a sin be that a little brother wished to place his lips upon his sister's?

Sitting up, Feliciano began to pant. The creaking sound of the bathroom door opening startled him as well, causing him to jump off the bed.

Lovina was staring at him with a blank gaze, those same blushing cheeks and soft lips… hair hanging down to her shoulders, and the beautiful eyes that could melt him. It almost made the young boy's legs wobble.

Is this what love feels like? Feliciano thought to himself as he gave her a rather goofy smile.

Giggling, Lovina sat at her vanity and stared at herself in the mirror. Feliciano took this opportunity as an invitation to brush that beautiful hair of hers. Picking of her brush, he began to run it from the top of her head to the beginning of her shoulders. The satisfying sound of untangling knots was shimming into Feliciano's ears.

Her hair was almost like silk in his hands. So soft, and pure. Lovina looked into the mirror and saw her brother smiling happily at her while running his fingers through her hair. "Will this be the last time we do this too?" She spoke softly. Feliciano's movements stopped, and he began to regain control of his actions.

This is what Mister Austria was trying to prevent. I have to obey…

Putting down her brush, he grabbed her hand and led her to her bed. "Buonanotte." Feliciano said as he tucked her in and began to walk to the door. Opening the door for just a moment, he felt a forceful tug on his shirt, causing him to look behind him and to see his sister with tears once again clouding in her eyes.

"Y-You know Feliciano… I can't sleep alone. It's dark. You know how much I'm afraid of the dark you bastard, you can't leave me alone like this! It's not fair!" She hit her younger brother's chest with a weak punch, and began to let the tears drop from her eyes.

Grabbing the hand laid on his chest, Feliciano placed a small kiss upon it and smiled at her warmly. "We are far past the age of being afraid of the dark mi principessa. We are adults now." As much as he regretted saying it, as much as it hurt, it had to come out. But there was something else ticking inside of his body. A yearning of some sort to not let her go.

Lovina's teary gaze looked back up at her brother, and gave a small sniffle. "W-Will they know? Will Roderich and Elizabeta know? Is it all over now that we are adults? Is what we had before just… a dream now?"

Shaking his head, Feliciano closed the door behind him and could feel his fingers teasing the lock. "Never…" He whispered out slowly. "I won't let them know. If they knew, I wouldn't be able to run my fingers through your hair anymore… I wouldn't be able to look at you like this."

"Like what fratello?" Lovina said with a hesitant whisper.

"Like a wife." Feliciano grabbed her hips and pulled her toward him, kissing the lips he was thinking of earlier. These soft, pure lips. His fingers fidgeted and finally locked the door behind him.

They won't know… Roderich won't find out, Elizabeta won't find them. Feliciano began to walk her backwards toward the bed and laid her back down into it, falling onto it with her.

He could feel the blood racing through his veins; his heart pumping faster than it ever has before. Feliciano thought he was going to lose his mind for a moment with this single kiss. Surprisingly, she was kissing him back. There wasn't any hitting, or biting. It was just one wonderful kiss.

Pulling back and separating them, Feliciano looked at his elder sister with bright red cheeks. Her beautiful hazel orbs staring right into his, the faint light making her eyes sparkle like the stars hanging above them. Both of their mouths were hanging open and letting out panting breaths.

Lovina's soft hands began to reach up and wrap around her younger brother's neck. A gentle smile formed over the lips he was just kissing, and opened slightly to let out a couple words.

"Do that again…"

Feliciano's heartbeat felt like it was in his head now. A loud thumping, like a fist against a door, was the sound inside Feliciano's head. His skin felt like it was prickling, and his whole body would catch fire. With a quivering smile, he lowered himself to kiss her once again.

As wrong as this was, as right at Roderich was, Feliciano couldn't help but love how it felt. There was a sense of shock and lust all at once every time he pushed his lips more against hers. Soon enough they both spread their lips allowing the other entrance. Tongue's running against each other, twisting, spiraling into need.

This is a feeling Feliciano never knew until now. Sure he knew what lust was, but he never dared try it until now. And dear God did it feel incredible! When he touched her, he could feel her moving more into him.

Retreating once again, the pair were now panting heavily for air they had stolen from each other. The elder sat up with the younger following, but they continued to stare at each other with a longing curiosity. Lovina's soft eyes began to tease him more as she reached behind her neck and pulled the small string keeping her whole nightgown on. As it fell down her shoulders, she kept her hands over the part covering her chest. Feliciano stared at her with a heavy blush, blinking slowly at her actions.

"M-Miss Hungary said that these are what I will use to feed babies when I'm older. She told me that when she helped me into her dress. But… she also said another thing." Lovina let her hand's drop, allowing her breasts to be revealed to her sibling. "She said men enjoy touching them… And it feels good for me too."

Feliciano gulped once again and his hesitant, shaky hands began to reach up toward them. Lovina's heart was beating quickly as she could see his hand moving closer. There were questions racing through her mind, asking her if this was even alright for her little brother to do? But more than anything, she wanted this. She wanted him closer to her. She loved Feliciano.

His hand grasped the soft mound and slowly began to squeeze, causing Lovina to let out a soft gasp.

"D-Did I hurt you sorella?" Feliciano asked, taking his hand back in shock.

"N-No… It just felt strange. You see… It's strange when you feel someone's hands on your body. And with hands as warm as yours, it felt strange. Do it again fratello."

"Are you sure it's suppose to feel good?"

With Lovina's single nod, Feliciano placed his hand back onto her breast to hear the same gasp once again. Before he had the chance to take it off, she forced him to keep it there by slamming her hand over his. Looking up at her, he took a deep breath and began to let his hand squeeze her growing breasts.

"It's really soft sorella…" Feliciano said softly with a voice full of heavy breathing.

"It's okay to touch the other one too, idiot." She said as she let out a small moan. Feeling both his hands on her, she began to knock her head back and let out much louder sounds than before. Feliciano came to conclusion that this is what it looks like when a girl feels pleasure. Feeling like she had enough, she grabbed his hands and pushed him off.

Lovina's face was bright red, and had small tears hanging in her eyes. Feliciano reached his hand up to cup her face and wipe her eyes. "Tears don't suit a pretty princess like you."

"And what are you then?" She said sniffling. "If I'm a princess… what are you?"

Giving her a very warm smile, he responded, "I'm your knight."

"Why aren't you my prince?" She said, grabbing his arm possessively.

"Because my dear, a Princess is always rescued and protected by a knight."

"Do… Do knights and Princesses get married?"

With her saying that, Feliciano's eyes became soft, and he let out a heavy breath. "Some do, but the knight has to steal the princess away first."

Quickly wrapping her arms around his neck, she clung to him like a baby koala and began to whimper. "Steal me fratello! Steal me… I don't want a prince, I want a knight!"

Holding her in his arms, he kissed the top of her head, and began to run his fingers through her hair. "I've already stolen you, mi principessa… They just don't know it yet."