Two chapters today because I forgot to upload chapter 5 on here when I uploaded it to AO3! I'm currently writing chapter 11, which is why I haven't posted recently. Please reread the story for a refresher if u need to and drop a review! :D

Allen stopped just before the wooden door in front of the Italian style villa. He was staying with a pack known for allowing foreigners to stay with them over the summer to experience a new country. He'd been wanting to visit Italy since he was little and finally he got his chance at 15. Allen had run away from home, away from England where he'd been apart of the Noah Clan. The Noah Clan was mostly a pack full of experienced warriors, and egotistical idiots. He was glad to have a break from them, even though most of the members were like family to him.

It was an easy decision to leave his family in the middle of the night and travel to Italy. He was sick of training and learning to fight for the pride and honor of the Noah Clan. Allen was a musician at heart and he never wanted to fight aimlessly. He was practically a pacifist, unless someone dared to threatened his father or uncle. That was when he fought, and he would always fight for his family. That would never change but the constant pressure to conform to the Noah Clan ideals and stereotypes was too much for him. Allen wanted to be free to do what he chose to. He didn't want to fight just because he could throw a punch, and that's why he escaped to Italy for a break. He needed time to find himself, to explore his likes and dislikes. Most of all he wanted to keep himself from telling his father he was gay. That was taboo in the UK, at least at the moment, unless there was a need for an arranged marriage.

The door to the villa swung open and Allen ran a hand through his auburn hair. "You must be Red!" A taller teen said with a smile. "Welcome to Italy, please come in!" Allen of course, to avoid discovery he lied about his true identity. He followed the taller boy into the large house and marveled at the charming interior design. The only light coming in was natural light. There was only one phone as far as Allen could tell, and there didn't seem to be any TV's in sight. There were a lot of people lounging around on the floor and on the couches. The french back doors were open, allowing more air to circulate around the whole place. Now that Allen was thinking about it, all of the windows were open. People were walking around outside, and talking. Although it seemed like there was a lot of people here, it was probably less than twenty people.

Everyone there was lounging casually, not really paying attention to him, which Allen was grateful for. "Come on, kid." The taller teen from before said, "I'll show you around. My name's Kie by the way." Kie led him upstairs into a long narrow hallway. Each room was big filled with bunk beds. Kie led him t one of these rooms and patted the lower bed. "This one's yours, you can just throw you shit on the floor under the bed and do whatever you want. We don't really do much during the summer but we do go swimming and we go shopping together. Most foreigners explore the town and make friends, most of them are here for tourism, but honestly they don't experience much. All the fun stuff is the underground, like nightclubs, bars, parties." Kie explained.

Allen raised an eyebrow. "If your looking for something fun, I'll be happy to immerse you into everything Italy has to offer." The teen continued before leaving the room. Allen put his suitcase under his bed and took a look around the house. There was a pool in the backyard, and there was a apple tree growing nearby. The villa was nice, and the fact that there was practically no modern technology in sight was comforting. He wouldn't have to deal with the distractions of the internet, nor would he be required to call and tell his family he was safe. He roamed the backyard for a while and ended up leaving to have a look around town. There wasn't much considering that they were out in the countryside, but there were a few small shops selling authentic Italian food. Allen enjoyed the food, and the people. He was on his way back to get some rest after a long flight when Kie intercepted him.

"Wanna see something awesome?" Kie asked, taking him by the hand without a word.

"Sure," Allen mumbled as they suddenly began walking to the outskirts of town. They walked through the forest to a quiet body of water, and Allen felt a bit underwhelmed. "It's a pond."

"It's my secret spot," Kie corrected.

"Why are you showing me of all people?" Allen asked, "We just met."

"Because your eyes are different."

"They're blue. That's hardly different."

"I think they're different. They're adventurous and curious, unlike these other buffoons who're here just so they can rub it in people's faces." Kie admitted.

"Really?" Allen wondered aloud, a little skeptical.

"Nah, i'm just messing with you. I show everyone this place on their first day."

"That's nice of you," Allen commented, "But maybe you should show people interesting things,"

"Do you want to see something cooler?" Kie asked, turning to face him.

"Anything is better than a pond," Allen told him, "I'm down to see anything,"

"I personally think this pond is awesome," Kie told him, "But there is something I can show you if you like music," Allen smiled and nodded. "Then follow me,"

Kie took the younger male back to the villa and to a locked room. He smiled widely before speaking. "I present to you, our music room." Inside was a grand piano, a cello and a violin. All the instruments were gathering dust and looked like they hadn't been used in a while. Allen walked into the room and brushed the dust off of the piano. "How long has it been since anyone played these?" He asked.

Kie shrugged, "Not sure," Allen wiped off the dust on the bench near the piano and sat down. His fingers gently tapped the keys, and he cringed at the sound. The piano was horribly out of tune. He opened up the piano and looked back at Kie.

"Do you happen to have any tuning equipment?"

"We might," Kie said walking over to the closet. He came back holding a box, and Allen opened it. He smiled faintly. These tools were old, but they would do for now. He walked over to the piano and began the painstaking task of tuning the piano, which included using mutes to separate strings and tuning all the strings by ear. It wasn't ideal, and he didn't trust his perception of sound, but it sounded good enough for him. Kie had long since left by the time he was done, about two or three hours later. He was satisfied with his work and sat down on the piano bench to begin playing.

His fingers tapped the keys with the utmost precision, playing a song from memory. It was a song only he, Mana and Neah knew. He'd learned it when he was younger. Mana had taught him the secret language that they used when they played this song, and Neah had taught him how to play the piano. The sound of him playing filled the room and traveled through the house. The only time he was truly free and at ease was when he was playing. He was just a musician and nothing more when he played. He didn't have to worry about being gay and what would happen if someone in the Clan found out. He didn't worry about not being strong enough to remain a member of his pack, nor did he have to worry about the constant threat of his pack leader being overthrown by the Mikk pack.

The Mikk pack had been after the title of most powerful pack since the Noah Clan stole it from them. The Mikk's used to be a family that was a part of the Noah Clan, but were banished years ago because they were too harsh. They were the reason that the Noah Clan was a pack built on strength because they couldn't risk being beaten by the Mikk family. They would destroy everything Allen's family had worked so hard on creating. The Noah used to kill other packs that were potential competition, they used to exclusively breed alphas and would kill any babies that weren't. If you got beaten in a fight you were executed. If you challenged the alpha you were executed. If you were gay you'd be executed.

The Noah Can now wasn't perfect, or fair but it was leaps and bounds better than it used to be. Now the clan would accept betas, gammas and omegas as pack members, and execution was a banned punishment. Allen's family was still trying to change laws about gay relationships, but it's punishable by banishment.

For the next week the entire pack he was with went swimming and shopping. Allen went with them and got to know some of the members, he learned that this pack was really loud and energetic, and he learned something else about the pack. They were all omegas. They had no set leader and they didn't care about power, all they wanted to do was live their lives away from other pack drama. It was an interesting concept to Allen, all he'd known for his entire life was drama and maintaining the power of the Noah Clan. He had a feeling this summer was going to be enlightening and freeing. He was reading a book in his bed when Kie entered the room. "Hey, Red do you want to play volleyball?" He asked, "We need another player," Allen closed his book and nodded.

"Sure, I haven't got anything else to do." Allen told him as he got up from his bed and headed for the stairs. Kie smiled and slung his arm on Allen's shoulders.

"Your on my team, are you any good?" He asked.

"I can do a jump serve," Allen said as they walked outside toward the net. "I'm not bad, but i'm not extraordinary." They all began to take their places and Kie threw him the volleyball.

"Serve first Red,"

Allen threw the ball in the air and slammed his other hand into it, sending it flying over the net at neck-breaking speed. Kie whistled, and seemed to be very impressed.

"You said you weren't good," Kie questioned. Allen scratched the back of his head and smiled.

"Well, my serves are my only strong point," he explained. The game continued and the other team served. The ball went over the net but was saved by Kie and sent back over to the opposing side. They continued to pass the net over back and forth until someone missed the ball when trying to hit it. The game was casual, just like the games played at home. The Noah Clan was hellbent on protecting itself by producing strong pack members, but members still had time to relax and play games. They played for about an hour until they got bored or hungry. The only two who remained were Kie and Allen, who were trying to see how long they could hit it back and forth without it falling.

"So what brings you to Italy for the summer?" Kie asked, serving it over.

Allen hit it with ease and answered. "I wanted to see if the real thing lived up to my imagination."

"Does it?" Kie asked.

"I don't know yet," Allen told him, "I was expecting more fun and old buildings. I like it so far, but there isn't anything that stands out."

Kie smirked, and caught the ball instead of hitting it over. "There's somewhere you need to go," He said, "Follow me,"

He walked into the shed in the backyard and dragged out a motorcycle. "Hop on," He said with a smile as he grabbed to helmets and got on. "I'm a good driver I promise."

Allen bit his lip and got on, even though he was apprehensive. Kie started up the bike and suddenly they were off, they went past the town and into the nearby city. They stopped at a bar and went inside, Kie was tall enough to pass as eighteen, and no one even checked if they were old enough anyway. Kie ordered both of them drinks and explained why they were there. "There's an underground party here. You have to buy a certain drink and drink the whole thing before they let you in." So they drank. A few seconds after they both finished a women walked past them muttering, "Follow me."

They obeyed and she led them to a backroom and opened a door. They walked inside, and loud music was playing. It was nearly rave-like, with bright colors, glowing outfits, and electronic music playing. Scratch that. It was totally a rave. Allen had been to a rave before, but this one was different. Women were kissing other women. Men were kissing other men. Kie smiled at him, before frowning. "Did I guess wrong? Are you not gay?" He asked.

Allen smiled, "I'm definitely gay," he said shamelessly, "I've just never seen any gay people kiss before,"

"Yeah, I heard it was taboo in the UK." Kie said. There was a few seconds of silence until Kie spoke again. "Do you want to try it?" Allen's mouth went dry, it was so sudden, so out of the blue.

So he didn't question it.

He just let it happen.

Kie cupped his cheek and kissed him. There were no fireworks like it was described in books, but maybe that was because he was scared, or maybe because he was kissing a boy. Allen could taste faint traces of coffee and cinnamon. It was a warm kiss, and they pulled a part a few seconds later. A kiss between friends. That was what this was.

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