Holy hell, how long has it been since I last updated? I'm so sorry, this is probably the worst writer's block I've ever gotten D;

And then I've been having virus problems since November, so I haven't had the chance to type anything up! Ugh!

Well, I won't keep you waiting. I hope you like it!

Characters in this chapter:

Italy: Feliciano Vargas

Germany: Ludwig Beilschmidt

Prussia: Gilbert Beilschmidt

Spain: Antonio Fernandez Carriedo

Romano: Lovino Vargas

Hungary: Elizabeta Héderváry

England: Arthur Kirkland

America: Alfred F. Jones

Oh, and just so you know ahead of time, this story is still going to be PruIta. This chapter has more GerIta in it, which is why I'm telling you.

-The Next Morning-

The sunlight beamed through the window, illuminating the room.

'Irk'. Gilbert slowly opened his eyes. 'Where am I?' He stirred in the bed and turned his head to the side.

"...?" Feliciano was cuddled next to him, still asleep. His face looked peaceful.

Gilbert jolted up. 'What time is it?'

All of a sudden, there was a loud bang on the door.

"Oi! You better not be doing anything to my brother, Potato Bastard!" It was Lovino.

"I didn't do anything, I swear!" Gilbert yelled.

Lovino forcibly opened the door. He looked angry. "What the hell were you doing in here all this time? It's the next day!"

"I-" Gilbert tried to explain.

"You're going to wish you've never been born, bastard!" Lovino yelled, cracking his knuckles with rage. Just as he was about to lunge at Gilbert, Feliciano woke up.

"...Brother? What are you doing here?" Feliciano asked, wiping his eyes.

"I'm going to be committing murder in a moment!" Lovino yelled, eyes still fixed on Gilbert.

Feliciano looked horrified. "No, Lovi! Please, I'm alright now, see?"

Lovino looked at Feliciano. "...Tch. Fine. But I don't want any more potato bastards in this house."

Feliciano reluctantly agreed. Just then, a sweet smell wafted into the room.

"Mmm, what's that smell?" Gilbert asked. "I'm getting hungry!" He darted out of the room.

"Hey! Get back here!" Lovino yelled and proceeded to run after him, with Feliciano close behind. Gilbert made it to the kitchen, where he saw a familiar face.

"Hola, mi amigo!" Antonio said joyfully while holding a bowl of chocolate sauce.

"Antonio!" Gilbert walked over to him. "What are you doing here?" Though now that he thought about it, it was a pretty stupid question.

Antonio set the bowl down on the table. "Aww I'm here to visit my sweet little Lovi~"

Lovino stormed into the room. "I'm not your 'Sweet Little' anything! So stop calling me that!"

"See how adorable he is?" Antonio swooned.

"...You have a weird taste in guys, Toni." Gilbert grimaced. 'Adorable?'

Feliciano then walked into the room. "Oh, morning, Antonio!"

"Feli!" Antonio hugged him. "How are you doing? I was worried about you!"

Feliciano grinned. "I'm alright! What are you making?"

"Ah...I'm making churros with chocolate sauce for breakfast!" Antonio resumed his cooking. "Today is Valentine's Day, after all!"

Feliciano's face lit up. "Oh right!" He looked towards Gilbert. "We still have to work on that art assignment!"

Gilbert frowned. "Can't we do something other than homework? That's the last thing I want to be thinking about right now."

Antonio began to set the table. "Why don't you two take a stroll in the park? The weather is perfect today!"

Gilbert began to think. "Well-"

At that moment, the telephone rang.

"I'll get it!" Feliciano shouted and grabbed the phone. "Hello? ...Ah, I'd love to! I'll meet you over there? ...Alright, bye!" Feliciano hung up the phone.

"Who was that, Feli?" Antonio asked, putting the hot churros and chocolate sauce on the table. Lovino sat down and immediately began eating, while Gilbert also wondered who Feliciano talked to.

Feliciano blushed. "Well, Ludwig asked me if I would like to hang out with him today...and I told him I'd love to..."

A vein popped in Lovino's forehead upon hearing that, and he immediately sprang up from the table. "And who the hell gave you permission to see him?" He yelled.

Feliciano smiled. "Sorry Lovi, I won't be home for lunch today!" And he grabbed his coat and ran out the door.

"Hey, get back here!" Lovino shouted. Antonio held him back. At that moment, however, Antonio looked at Gilbert. The sadness on his face was obvious.

'...Gilbert...' Antonio sighed. "C'mon Gil, don't let your brother get the best of you. I have a feeling Feliciano loves you more than you realize."

Gilbert smiled. "...Thanks, Toni."

Antonio smiled as well. "Now sit down and eat a churro! ...Though don't sit next to Lovi. He's already in a sour mood and I don't think you want a churro forcibly shoved down your throat."

Gilbert laughed, especially when Lovino threw the whole bowl of sauce at Antonio's head, narrowly missing him by a hair. Today was going to be an eventful day...

Meanwhile, in town...

Feliciano had met up with Ludwig in front of the flower shop. Feliciano's friend, Elizabeta, and her family own the store.

"Aww don't you two look so adorable together!" Elizabeta giggled. "I'm so glad our school got the day off on Valentine's Day."

Feliciano grinned. "Thanks, Eliza!" He began looking around. "How come you aren't hanging around with anyone today?"

Elizabeta frowned. "I don't have anyone to spend Valentine's Day with, I'm afraid. Not since Roderich and I decided it was better to remain as friends. We split up a few weeks ago."

"I'm sorry, Eliza..." Feliciano's hair curl drooped. "Hey, Ludwig, we can't just leave Elizabeta all alone today..."

Ludwig looked at him. "I suppose not." He turned to Elizabeta. "Would you like to hang out with us?"

"Oh, no don't worry about me!" Elizabeta blushed. "I don't want to intrude on your lovely date!"

Her statement caught Ludwig and Feliciano off guard. "This isn't a date!" They both shouted in unison.

Elizabeta giggled and said her goodbyes, leaving an awkward silence between the two.

"Well...shall we be off?" Ludwig awkwardly asked Feliciano.

Feliciano nodded. "Where should we go next?"

Ludwig scratched his head. "Um...a-anywhere you want to go, I guess..."

That was all Feliciano had to hear before he took Ludwig by the arm and dragged him off towards the park. When they got there, there were many other couples as well. Some even from the same school as Feliciano and Ludwig.

"This is so great! I love Valentine's Day..." Feliciano grinned.

"...Yeah..." Ludwig averted Feliciano's stare.

As they began walking around the park, one person...one lone person...caught Feliciano's eye. He ran up to him.

"Arthur!" Feliciano shouted. The sound of the Italian startled the Brit, who almost fell over in surprise.

"Ah, Feliciano." Arthur regained his composure. "Are you here because it's Valentine's Day?"

Feliciano nodded cheerfully. "I'm with Ludwig!" Ludwig caught up to him by then.

Arthur frowned. "Where's Gilbert?"

"Mmm...I think he's hanging out with my brother and Antonio today." Feliciano said. Though Arthur detected something else in his voice. Was it...anger? Sorrow? ...Jealousy...? Arthur shook his head.

"And where's Alfred?" Feliciano smiled. "You two seemed like a good match!"

Arthur blushed profusely. "I do NOT care for that git!" He turned his head. "He's probably still sleeping because he's too lazy to get his arse out of bed."

Feliciano chuckled. "Well...do you have anything to give him? Why don't we use this time to make him some chocolates!" Feliciano pulled on Arthur's jacket. "You can come to my house and I'll show you how to make some! ...You DO know how to cook, right?"

Arthur felt offended. "Of course I know how to cook!"

"Then let's go! We'll make something so good that maybe Alfred will propose to you right on the spot!" Feliciano joked, which caused Arthur's face to grow an even brighter shade of red, if that was even possible.

"Hey, Feliciano." Ludwig spoke. "Are you sure it's alright to go back, with Antonio and your brother and my brother there?" He grimaced, remembering all the times he's had to clean up after Gilbert.

Feliciano thought about it. "It should be fine. If I tell them Arthur's story, maybe they'll even help us! No one should be alone on Valentine's Day!"

Ludwig sighed, but gave in. With Feliciano still pulling on Arthur's jacket, they walked back to Feliciano's house.

...

"We're back!" Feliciano shouted. "And we have company!"

Lovino immediately ran up to Feliciano. "Get. Me. OUT OF HERE." Ludwig's eyes widened when they saw what Lovino was wearing: a pink, frilly dress with a huge bow on the back. He was also wearing a bandana on his head. Arthur on the other hand, didn't seem so surprised.

Feliciano looked confused. "Why? What's wrong?"

"And what are you wearing?" Ludwig was still in shock.

Lovino looked almost frightened. "Those bastards have sick fetishes!"

"Oh Lovi~!" Antonio yelled. "We have something else for you to try on!" Antonio and Gilbert came running into the kitchen, holding more dresses. "You look so cute in that dress my little Lovi!" His eyes began to sparkle.

Gilbert saw Feli and ran up to him. "Feli! Want to try one of these dresses on too?"

Before Feliciano could answer, Ludwig stepped in between them. "Brother...what are you doing?"

Gilbert beamed. "Well, after we got done eating Lovino went to take an afternoon nap on the couch...and Antonio and I found some old dresses lying around so we decided to dress up Lovino without him noticing." Gilbert scratched his nose. "And he ended up waking up so we began chasing him all over the house trying to get him into another dress. And then you guys came back."

"You've been chasing him since morning?" Ludwig yelled. "We've been gone for about two hours!"

Feliciano winced. "Ludwig, it's alright! Lovi used to wear clothes like that anyway! I did too!"

Ludwig's eyes widened once more, while Gilbert and Antonio's faces flushed. Their blood pressure rose so much it's so wonder they didn't get a nosebleed.

"...What?" Feliciano asked innocently. Lovino then wacked him.

"You idiot! Don't tell them shit like that!" His face all red.

Arthur coughed. "Umm...if you are all too preoccupied, I could come back some other time..."

"Ah! No no, it's alright! Come on, the kitchen is over there!" Feliciano grabbed hold of Arthur's arm and tugged him over to the kitchen.

"...Why's Brow Boy here?" Gilbert asked.

"Yes, why IS he here?" Antonio said more forcefully, even though he only just now realized Arthur was there.

Ludwig sighed. "Feliciano didn't want Arthur to be alone today, so he's helping him make chocolates for Alfred."

"Oh, Alfred, eh?" Gilbert laughed. "Who would have guessed that the Brit with a stick up his ass would be in love with the loud and carefree American?"

"Feh. He better be out of this house in thirty minutes, or else I might end up accidently hurting him." Antonio stated. Ludwig and Lovino both noticed that Antonio's demeanor changed suddenly. "I'm going upstairs to take a nap." And with that, Antonio walked away.

"What the hell has gotten into him?" Lovino asked.

Gilbert sighed. "You don't know? He and Arthur used to be good friends a while back, until they both got into a huge fight. I don't know what the fight was about exactly, but that fight broke up their friendship. Arthur still occasionally acknowledges Antonio's existence out of kindness, but Antonio still hasn't forgiven him."

Lovino crossed his arms. "If you ask me, Antonio is just acting like a child. He should just get over it."

"Heh, I don't think it's that simple...!" Gilbert then got an idea. "Hey! Why don't we ask Eyebrows what the fight was about?" He then ran towards the kitchen.

"Wait, Gilbert!" Ludwig yelled. "It's none of your business what happened!"

Lovino lazily followed them.

When they got to the kitchen, Feliciano and Arthur's candies were already in the oven.

"Hey, Eyebrows!" Gilbert shouted as he came into the kitchen.

"..." Arthur's eyebrow twitched at the nickname.

Gilbert continued. "What did you and Antonio fight about that made you guys hate each other?"

Ludwig caught up to them. "You don't have to answer my idiot brother."

Feliciano looked at Arthur with curiosity.

"...No, it's alright. I suppose I can tell you." Arthur nodded. Everyone began to listen, so Arthur continued. "Antonio and I have been friends since elementary school. We've almost always been inseparable, of course. It's gotten to the point that others thought we were dating, which wasn't true. Well, when I began my freshman year, Antonio was a sophomore. We were still friends, but not the same as we used to be."

"...So you guys...drifted apart?" Feliciano asked.

Arthur frowned. "I suppose so, yes. Well, that and one other thing..."

Gilbert intently listened, as did Lovino.

"...I was always an intelligent person, as I'm sure you're all aware." Arthur stated. "Well, during final exams my freshman year, I got the highest score in my whole class. And Antonio, who is not smart in the least, was jealous of me. So he snuck into the principal's office and attempted to change all my grades. I assumed he didn't think he would get caught, because soon afterward he asked me to go eat lunch with him and we continued being the way we once were." Arthur sighed. "And then...that damn principal had to ruin it. A few days later, while we were hanging out, Antonio and I were called into the principal's office. It was then that I discovered what he did. I called him out on it sometime during lunch, and that's when our fight began. We spat out insult after insult at each other, until I took it too far."

"What did you do?" Lovino asked, intrigued.

Arthur smiled sadly. "Right in the middle of the courtyard, where everyone was eating lunch...I shouted at the top of my lungs about Antonio's 'fetishes', as you can see with Lovino's situation right now. The look on Antonio's face when I did that...he looked absolutely mortified. Of course, everyone heard what I said and Antonio soon became the laughing stock of the whole school for quite some time. I'm fairly surprised he didn't transfer schools after that."

Lovino cringed, while Feliciano looked worried. "Poor Toni..."

Gilbert, on the other hand, was laughing like a madman. "Oh man! I think I remember that, I was sitting in the courtyard when that happened!" He said, still laughing. "I think I was one of the one's who was laughing at him!"

Ludwig glared at Gilbert.

"Yes, well...I'm assuming you two have the same...interests...which is why you two bonded so quickly after that." Arthur said. "After that incident, he refused to forgive me or even talk to me. Even after almost everyone no longer cares about it." He sighed again. "Oh well, I've moved on. I have new friends now, and Antonio has friends as well."

"..." Feliciano looked at Arthur. "That doesn't matter, Arthur. It's not good for friends to fight. Have you apologized to Toni since then?"

Arthur shook his head. "How can I when he won't even give me a chance? I've tried numerous times since then to apologize, but he just ignores whatever I say. So I just stopped trying."

"But you must keep trying!" Feliciano persisted. "If you don't, then how will you become friends again?"

"...!" Arthur was taken aback by the Italian's persistence.

"Feliciano, that's enough." Ludwig stepped in. "It's their battle, not yours. They'll deal with it when they're ready."

"But...!" Feliciano pouted. "...Alright..."

Lovino and Gilbert didn't know what to say, so an awkward silence quickly filled the room. That is, until an unsavory aroma took over.

"What is that horrible smell?" Gilbert held his nose.

"...?" Arthur looked at them. "I don't smell anything."

Feliciano proceeded to open the oven, to find these...things...spread across the baking sheet.

Arthur smiled. "Ah, they're done." He held them out. "Would anyone like to try one?"

Everyone shifted awkwardly, waiting for someone to take one. Finally, Gilbert stepped forward.

'How bad can this be, right?' Gilbert observed the odd morsel for a good five minutes, before putting the whole thing in his mouth.

"Well, how is it?" Arthur said hopefully.

Unfortunately, the answer he received was not one he expected. Gilbert nearly choked on the candy while swallowing, and it left a horrible aftertaste in his mouth. "Bleh! What the hell was that? Are you trying to kill me or something?"

Lovino looked at Arthur. "Oi, Tea Bastard! Have you ever cooked in your life?"

"What? Of course I have! There's nothing wrong with my cooking!" Arthur defended himself.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Ludwig went to answer it. When he opened the door, he was staring in the eyes of a certain loudmouthed American.

"Hey, Ludwig!" Alfred smiled. "Is Artie here, by any chance?"

'One thing after another...' Ludwig sighed. "He's in the kitchen."

Alfred nodded and walked inside the house towards the kitchen, where he saw Arthur and Gilbert yelling at each other. "Hey Arthur!" He shouted.

Arthur looked surprised. "A-Alfred? What the bloody hell are you doing here?"

Alfred scratched the back of his head. "Well, today's Valentine's Day isn't it? I was out all day trying to find you something you might like! Sorry it took so long, hehehe..."

Arthur blushed. "You didn't have to get me anything..."

Feliciano then nudged Arthur. "Are you going to give him those?" He pointed at the candies.

"Oh, umm..."Arthur handed Alfred the candies. "Here, I made these for you...I'm sorry if they didn't come out so well." He eyeballed Gilbert as he said that.

"You made these for me?" Alfred looked just as surprised.

"I wouldn't eat those if I were you...not unless you want to die early." Gilbert grimaced, still trying to get the aftertaste out of his mouth.

Alfred shrugged and put one in his mouth, and began chewing. The others, including Arthur, were anxious to see Alfred's reaction. When Alfred finally swallowed it, he smiled.

"That was good, Arthur!" Alfred said.

Gilbert and Lovino's jaws nearly dropped to the ground. 'Does that guy have an iron stomach?' They were both thinking.

"You really liked it?" Arthur looked happy.

Alfred nodded. "Yup! You're a natural born chef, Artie!"

"Ignoring that nickname..." Arthur's eyebrow twitched. "...I'm glad you enjoyed it." He blushed.

"I got you something too." Alfred told him, handing him a large bag he'd been holding.

Arthur politely took the bag and began removing the tissue paper, with everyone else looking over his shoulders. When Arthur removed the item from the bag, he (and everyone else) couldn't believe his eyes: A huge stuffed unicorn.

Gilbert and Lovino couldn't stop laughing at that, but Arthur almost looked like he was going to cry...almost.

"Do you like it?" Alfred asked.

Arthur nodded. "I love it...thank you, Alfred."

Alfred smiled and hugged Arthur. Arthur, to everyone's surprise, hugged him back. "That was one of the best presents I have ever received." Arthur said.

"Why a unicorn, though?" Gilbert asked, trying to contain his laughter.

Alfred chuckled. "Arthur collects unicorns. His house is filled with them."

Arthur hit him on the shoulder. "Alfred!"

"Aww it's alright, Artie. I'm sure they don't mind!" Alfred looked at them. "...Right?"

Feliciano nodded. "Uh huh! We don't mind!"

Gilbert, Lovino, and Ludwig nodded as well.

"Thank goodness...if word got out at school that I liked and collected unicorns...I think I'd die. At the very least I'd probably end up getting bullied about it." Arthur sighed with relief.

"We won't tell anyone!" Feliciano saluted. "You can count on us!"

Arthur nodded. "Thank you."

Gilbert smiled. "Well, that aside...Feli, you're very good at getting people together. You should run a matchmaking service or something!"

Feliciano blushed. "Well, I just don't like to see people fighting or being alone. And my grandpa always said that Italians are lovers!"

Lovino cringed. "Our grandfather's a pervert, Feli. He's probably at a love hotel as we speak."

"See?" Feliciano almost seemed proud of their grandfather, to Lovino's dismay.

"Hey, Al, Eyebrows. If you guys want, hang out with us sometime!" Gilbert invited. "You guys are pretty awesome! Though not as awesome as me, of course."

"Only if you stop calling me 'Eyebrows'." Arthur said, annoyed.

Alfred nodded. "Sure!"

"And Arthur and Alfred can stay for dinner!" Feliciano cheered. "Is that alright, Lovi?"

Lovino shrugged. "Sure, I suppose...that Tomato Bastard will probably sleep through the whole day, anyway."

And with that, Feliciano began cheering some more as he and Lovino began preparing the meal, while everyone else sat at the dinner table talking about funny moments at school. Little did they know, however, that someone has been listening in on their whole conversation...

"..." Antonio clenched his fists. '...So, Arthur collects unicorns, huh? He never told me that, not even when we were best friends. He did say that he would be humiliated if word got out about it...' He bit his lip. '...Sorry, Arthur, but I can never forgive you for what you did. Your single "accidental" comment made my school life hell for a good two years. Now...it's my turn to return the favor..."

Wow, the drama! Poor Antonio, but don't you know that revenge is never the answer? 'sigh'. And yes, I just had to add in USUK. My OTP is so cute! XD

This chapter had more GerIta in it, so next chapter will definitely be PruIta. And haha I'm sorry but I just had to torture my sweet Lovi in this chapter a bit :P

Thank you so much for reading, and please review!