Ok, so to write my other two fics I have to be at a computer the entire time. I needed something I could just write down at school and stuff, so when this idea popped into my head in the middle of the night last night, I had to start writing it. And then I typed it up and sent it to my friend so she could read it and she told me I had to post it. So I did ^^

Warnings: This chapter contains death and Lovi's vocabulary.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia (of course)

Lovino's POV

I felt the first drop hit my head. Then another, and another. The water came down faster and faster until I was completely soaked. Of course it was raining. It always rained when terrible things happened.

I leaned my back against the brick wall behind me and slowly slid down until I was sitting on the ground. I felt like I was going to pass out from exhaustion. I probably didn't need to run as far as I did, but I couldn't let myself stop until I was too tired to go any farther.

"D-dammit -pant- Feliciano," I muttered to myself. "Where did -pant- you go? Why did you go -pant- the other way?" As soon as I had seen the guns, I tried to grab him and get him out of there. But when he heard the men fire he bolted in the complete opposite direction.

Before I could go after him, the men had started coming towards me. I ran, but not before I saw the shots they fired had hit their targets, leaving my parents lying in a steadily growing pool of their own blood.

And now here I was, sitting in a puddle in some ally in a neighborhood I didn't recognize. A-and that was definitely rain running down my face. I wasn't crying. Why would I cry? Just because my parents were dead, and Feliciano was missing, and... dammit.

Everybody was gone. And I was alone.

Feliciano's POV

"F-fratello..." I sobbed. Where did he go? I should have turned around. I should have followed him. But when those robbers shot Mama and Papa, I ran without thinking, and without looking back.

Now I was under a large old willow tree in an old park nobody comes to any more. I couldn't run any more. All I could do was sit here hugging my knees to my chest and cry. After a while I realized how tired I was, so I laid down and curled myself up.

"I'm sorry, Lovino." I whispered before falling into a restless sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I could hear two boys talking. "Do you think he's okay?" one asked.

"I hope so. It would definitely not be awesome for a kid like him to be hurt." I opened my eyes and looked up at the people in front of me.

"Hey, he's awake! Are you alright?" the larger of the two asked in a far from quiet voice.

"Wah!" I jumped back.

"Hey, back off, Ludwig. You're scaring him." He offered a hand to help me stand up. As he pulled me up, he said, "I'm Gilbert, but you can call me the King of Awesome!"

The other boy, who I guess must have been Ludwig, put his hand to his forehead. "No, don't call him that."

"He can call me what he wants! Anyway, that's my little brother Ludwig. Who are you?" His little brother? But Ludwig was obviously the taller one, and looked like he was more responsible than Gilbert...

"I'm Feliciano," I told them. I looked around. Why had I been sleeping outside?

"What kind of name is that?" Gilbert asked me, looking confused.

"Italian," I answered absentmindedly. Why couldn't I remember why I was here?

Ludwig stepped over and asked me, "What were you doing, sleeping under a tree in the rain like that? Aren't you're parents worried about you?" That's when it all came back to me. The robbers, the guns... Mama and Papa. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, and I didn't even try to hold them back.

"Whoa!" yelled Gilbert, surprised by my sudden outburst. Ludwig put a hand on my shoulder and waited until I calmed down before asking what was wrong.

I told them the whole story, having to stop to cry every now and then. "And now I'm lost and Lovino went somewhere else and I don't know where he is and what if he's in trouble and-"

"Hey, calm down, dude." Gilbert said. "How 'bout we help you find this Lovino person?"

"Gilbert, don't just go and decide what we're going to do without asking me first."

"Oh, come on, Lud." He turned and glared at his brother. "Can you honestly just leave him here like this?"

"Well..." he thought about it for a few seconds before saying, "I guess you're right. Let's go." He turned to leave, not even checking to see if we were going to follow.

"G-grazie!" I thanked them and ran after Ludwig. As we left the park, I couldn't help but think: what had they been doing here?

Antonio's POV

8:45. I brought my watch up to my ear. Yep, still ticking, so I was seriously awake this early. Weird. I never do that.

It wasn't very far from my place to the main parts of Seattle, but I was enjoying my walk through the small neighborhood between the two places. The clouds from last night's storm were still blocking a lot of the sunlight, but it still seemed like a great day to me. You live here for a few years and you just learn to not be bothered by the weather, I guess.

Besides my early rise, it was a pretty normal day. Get up, walk to the city, look for any kind of work a 13-year-old kid can do without breaking child labor laws, the usual. But as I was walking through the neighborhood, eating a tomato I had grabbed for breakfast, I noticed something in an ally that didn't belong there.

Sitting against a wall was a boy, about 10 years old, give or take. He had bags under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night, and he looked like he had been crying.

"Hey, kid!" I called, waving to him. "Something wrong?" His head sprang up when he heard my voice. I took the last bite of my tomato and headed over to him. He turned his head away and faced the ground.

"Nothing," he mumbled.

"But you were crying."

"I said nothing's wrong, dammit! Now just go away!" His eyes looked they could burn a hole strait through me. Now, I've been told I'm pretty oblivious, but I could tell that there was definitely something bothering him.

"I thought I told you to go away!" he yelled as I sat down next to him. I turned to him and grinned.

"And I don't think you really want me to." he was speechless at this. "I'm Antonio, by the way."

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Lovino"

"So, Lovino, you gonna tell me what's up?"

The last thing I expected Lovino to tell me was that his parents were shot last night and he couldn't find his brother. I could tell that he was fighting back tears. So I put my arms around him and pulled him over to me.

"W-what the hell do you think you're doing, you bastard?" he yelled as he shoved me off of him.

"You looked like you needed a hug," I replied, smiling. He was blushing. A lot.

"Well never do it again." We sat there without saying anything for what felt like a very long time. Then an idea popped into my head. Suddenly I stood up, grabbed his arm, and started running.

Lovino was shocked. "Get off of me, you creep!" I was too excited to notice the insult.

"You're an orphan now, right?"

"Yeah, I guess. What does that have to do with you dragging me to... wherever you're taking me?"

"Well, I doubt you want to go to an orphanage, 'cause then you wouldn't be able to look for your brother. So I know the perfect place you can stay until you find him."

"And why should I trust a bastard like you?" he asked, and I could tell without looking he was glaring again.

"I can help you look for him." I was right, he'd do anything if it would help him find his brother.

"Okay, just let go of me. My legs are still tired from running last night."

"Alright, Lovi~" His eye twitched.

"What did you just call me?"

"Lovi!" The next thing I knew I was doubled over and my stomach was in pain. Lovino pulled his fist away.

"Never call me that again."

"Haha. Alright, Lovino." He sighed and kept walking ahead of me, and I came up next to him and led him through the small roads of the town. Looks like I wasn't gonna be looking for work today, but that really didn't matter.

So if you didn't already notice, this changes POV a lot. And there are going to be a lot of people as the story goes on. And I want to point out that this most likely won't have any pairings, but it will have several close friendships.

Well, I hope you liked this. Not sure how often I'll update, but reviews make me update faster, and when I update Lovi and Feli get that much closer to being reunited. So your reviews bring families back together!