Good Riddance to Bad Rubbish

Chapter 1

**A/N: Beware of the language. Kesesese~ Enjoy.♥**

"Toni, stop."

Flick.

"Toni. Stop."

Flick.

"DAMMIT. STOP IT ANTONIO OR I WILL FUCKING SHOOT YOU." Lovino yelled as he stood up and glared down at his friend Antonio who was taken aback by his sudden outburst. "Heh...sorry Lovi?" Antonio scratched the back of his head with an apologetic look on his face. Lovino folded his arms across his chest and puffed out his cheeks, which was a habit he had whenever he was angry. He sat back down in his chair and resumed studying for history.

Antonio resisted the urge to flick another crumpled up piece of paper towards Lovino and just looked back down at his textbook. Immediately being bored after just looking at the book, Antonio lifted his head again to look around for something to do. His eyes landed on the sensitive curl of his Italian friend, "Better not do that again..." he thought to himself and shook his head. He slumped in his chair and Lovino turned to look at him.

"What are you doing, bastard?" he asked. Antonio just smiled and said, "Nothing, Lovi. I'm just bored." Lovino "hmph"ed and was about to make a comment when he heard the front door open.

"Ah, is Feli back?" Antonio got to his feet and ran out the door, through the living room and to the front door to greet Lovino's little brother, Feliciano. Some would describe Feliciano Vargas as a pasta-loving, happy-go-lucky sweetheart. Others find him utterly annoying and completely useless. Although that wasn't true. Lovino was actually jealous of his younger brother because of his art skills or the fact that people paid more attention to Feli than to Lovino...

Lovino set his history book down and followed after Antonio to greet Feliciano.

"Where were you?" Lovino asked when Feliciano started putting his backpack and other things down. He smiled at his older brother and said, "I was out with Ludwig!"

Lovino about had a stroke when he heard Feliciano say that. 

"YOU WERE WHAT?!" he yelled and made the other two cringe at his voice. Feliciano started to flail while he explained, "We were just doing homework! Nothing else I promise, please don't hit me!" Lovino sighed, "Stop hanging out so much with that potato bastard or else you'll become a potato bastard too someday."

"Ve~ He's not like that, fratello!" Feliciano replied as he slipped away and headed to his room. Lovino grumbled and looked back at Antonio who spoke up, "Lovi~" he said and started ruffling the smaller boy's hair, "I have to go home now, it's late." Lovino just nodded and followed Antonio back into his room so that he could collect his stuff.

When Antonio left, Lovino plopped down on the couch in the living room, bored. He decided to just take a siesta for the day...

During lunch at school the next day, Lovino sat with Antonio and his French buddy, Francis.

"Hey Toni, do you know where Gilbert is?" Francis asked in his thick accent. Antonio looked up from his tomato sandwich that he was eating, "Oh, he's just chasing after Elizabeta again."

Francis sighed, "I thought I already told him she's dating Roderich." Antonio laughed and shrugged, "Guess he'll never get it..."

"How come I've never talked to this Gilbert guy?" Lovino asked, suddenly interested in the conversation.

"Ah, he's never really around..." Antonio started, "he's always chasing after the one Hungarian girl, Elizabeta Héderváry, trying to get her to go out with him. But she's already dating Roderich!" Francis finished for him.

"He's Ludwig's older brother!" Antonio exclaimed, and Lovino made a weird face, "Oh God, there'stwo potato bastards?" Antonio nodded and looked around the cafeteria trying to spot the second Potato Bastard. He then pointed over to a tall boy with messy white hair and red eyes who was staring over at Elizabeta and Roderich who were reading a book together while eating their lunch.

"That's him over there!" Antonio looked over to Lovino who had an even weirder look on his face.

"The stalker guy with white hair?" he muttered and Antonio nodded. Francis suggested calling him over and introducing him to Lovino, but the younger boy refused claiming he already had enough potato bastards in his life.

Unfortunately, after Gilbert was done "stalking" Elizabeta he headed over to Antonio and Francis, noting there was someone else with them. Lovino blushed and looked away when he felt Gilbert's gaze on him.

"Who's this shorty?" Gilbert asked his friends, his eyes not leaving Lovino's blushing face. Before Antonio or Francis could answer, the bell rang, and it was the end of lunchtime.

After school, Lovino searched the hallways for his little brother but couldn't find him at all. Pulling out his phone from his pocket he sent an all-caps text message to him, that read: “WHERE ARE YOU?!!?” Feliciano replied almost immediately saying he was walking home with Ludwig and will be going to his house. This angered the Italian even more as he stomped out of the school turning his head left and right.

He spotted Feliciano and that darned potato bastard walking next to him, both of them engaged in a conversation and looking down at something that Feliciano was holding. Running up to the two, Lovino interrupted any talking between them and simply stated, “You're coming home with me, Feliciano.” he turned and gave a cold look to Ludwig who didn't seem fazed by it.

“I can't, Lovi! I was just showing Ludwig these really cute pictures of you when you were a baby! See?” Feliciano held what was in his hand up to Lovino's face and he saw they were indeed baby pictures of him. Lovino was about ready to rip someone's head off and Feliciano added, “oh and we have to finish up more homework so I really can't go ba--”

“I'M COMING WITH YOU DAMMIT.” Lovino cut his brother off before he could finish his sentence. He wanted to know what Feliciano and Ludwig were really doing. He swore that if that potato lover tried to make any moves on his brother he'd chop his head right off.

The whole walk back to the German's house was quiet, since the two younger boys were afraid anything they said would make Lovino pissed again.

Much to Lovino's misfortune, he finds out that all that Ludwig and Feliciano really did do was homework. Although that didn't get rid of his suspicions. And things got worse for him when Gilbert came back home.

“Dammit, why didn't I think this through?!” Lovino thought to himself, recalling that Gilbert is Ludwig's older brother. He tried to hide behind his younger brother, but then just told him he was heading home when the hiding didn't work out so well. But as he was walking to the front door he was stopped by the albino.

“Oh, hey it's you again!” he started, “Couldn't stay away from the awesome me could you?”

Lovino didn't answer. He just opened the door and stepped out.

“Hey wait! I never did catch your name.”

“Lovino. Lovino Vargas.” was what Gilbert heard before the front door was slammed closed.

Ahh! First chapters suck! I really hope this turned out okay though. It's 3AM and I'm too tired to proofread right now so if you catch any errors please let me know! Also tell me what you think of this chapter~ :3 Hasta la pasta ♥