Stalking- GerIta,SpamanoIf you've been around the neighborhood long enough, you'd realize the Vargas household wasn't normal. And it wasn't the fact that the household was just made of two barely high school brothers. Feliciano and Romano Vargas had a bit of an air of mystery to them. They never seemed to be in much economic trouble either. The two weren't working, yet they seemed to have a never ending supply of money. And on top of that, people occasionally see one or both the brothers leave at night with some men in hats. A worried neighbor had asked about that in concern, but they just responded by saying that they were friends of theirs.More Like This
Tonight was just another normal usual night in the Vargas household until...
"Ve! Fratello! I've got a date tonight!" Feliciano announced to his older brother as he walked out of his room.
Romano looked up from munching his tomato and reading the newspaper to give him a shocked, "What?"
"I've got a date!" Feliciano repeated for his brother. "It's with that new student in
Spamano: Vampires?It was 2:38 one windy still dark, Wednesday when Lovino Vargas was startled awake by a resounding crash. He bolted upright and whipped his head to the left, toward his bedroom window. The glass was in a jagged pile on the floor, the cool night air wafting through the now empty pane. Squinting his eyes, he could just barely make out the vague shape of someone lurking in the corner of the room.More Like This
"Um," he said.
"Holy shit!" the vague shape yelped, stumbling backward into Lovino's bookshelf. Textbooks, freshman required reading, and collections of short stories rained down on its head.
Instead of screaming like a girl, locking himself in the bathroom, and hysterically calling the police like a normal person would do when faced with a horrifying prowler, he reached under his bed and pulled out an aluminum baseball bat.
"I have a weapon," he called, adjusting his grip on the handle and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. Now, most people have a stronger sense of self-preservation than
APH - Spamano - His RomaWarnings - blood, death, Yandere!Spain, and overkill of the word "he". Enjoy!More Like This
Someday. Someday, Roma will be his.
The green-eyed devil watches the Italian with a narrowed gaze. He's talking with his brother, looking annoyed.
The devil ponders this. No...it isn't right. Roma shouldn't be annoyed.
His Italian's brother leaves the room. The green eyes follow him, and soon the body picks itself up and floats after the younger Italian.
"Ve~ Spain-nii." The chattering voice is so annoying, too high and too happy.
Lips curl up as one of them shrieks. He's not sure which one of them is screaming, but it's abruptly cut off.
The annoying voice will talk no more. How nice.
Hmm...now he's covered in red. It's such a pretty color, he thinks. Pretty and thick and dark.
Why not wear it out? A perfect accessory to capture his Italian's attent