Warning: Luicano, also, fans of 2p! Canada, I'm sorry.

(Y/n)' POV

I ate my lollipop, the heat beating down on my pale skin and I watched as the Marching Band continued rehersal. I twisted my ankel, and I also busted my knee (happened to me in the summer last year) so I couldn't march with them. I tuned my clarinet and went over to the director who had a chair ready for me. I sat down, an ice pack attached to my ankel and the banadging for my knee hardly covering up the bruise. I started to play as the other clarinets played and I smiled.

Times like these never happen anymore. I was never alone with my thoughts or by myself with my music. The director had gone somewhere and the Band Moms left to take care of another kid who had anpther twisted ankel. This place was made to hurt Marchers and we still practise here.

I played happily until the Drum Majors cut us off for the director to scold at us about how we didn't hit the right place for this part of the piece. I ignored him and looked around. I shivered as a familiar feeling came back up. The main reason as to why I twisted my ankel was because I was running. I was in the forest part of the Band Camp, alone with an exception of one person who was chasing me, but I don't remember who it was because I must have hitted my head. A large bump on my head was proof that I did indeed hit my head, I must've slipped or something.

"Ragazza!" I heard an italian voice shout. I turned around to see Falvio and I smiled.

"Hey Flavio!" I said and I hugged him. Kinda awkward when you're sitting down. It was break right now so he sat down besides me.

"Girl, you are so lucky. My shirt is getting soooo sweaty it's not even funny." Flavio swaid.

"You sound like a girl dude." I said with a laugh and he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, but I wanted to look good today!" Flavio said.

"Well the Band Director did say to bring clothes you don't mind getting dirty in." I said.

"hmph. I should've brought Luciano's shirts instead then." Flavio said. I giggled and rested back. The uneasy feeling washed away from me and Flavio got up to get me a drink before going back into the field. Once he got me a drink, he shouted goodbye befoer grabbing his personalized flag and strut back onto the field. I only laugh as his Captain yelled at him.

Everyhing went fine for awhile before a person sat next to me. I turned and saw Luicano and I smiled lightly.

"Hey Luicano." I said and he nodded.

"Ragazza." He said and I went back to looking at the field. Flavio was messing up and I knew he was doing it for me to laugh, and he was hilarious. I giggled when he started to strut even more than march and the director yelled at him. I stopped when I felt someone watching me. I turned and saw Luicano staring at me.

"Uh.....is there something wrong?" I said uneased. Luicano went to looking somewhere else and I went back to watching the field.

Luicano's POV

I watched as my ragazza laughed at my idiot brother's mistakes. He laugh was amazing and beautiful. Her (h/c) hair shinned in the sunlight and I shook as her beautiful (e/c) eyes bore into mine. I looked away, hiding my blush, then anger set in. The person who caused her pain was Canada. He was a trombone player, real big, so I would need help.

I would probably have to talk to Lutz and Kyo about this, Canada was usually docile, but he hurted my ragazza. MINE. I clentched my hands and I breathed out slowly. I fixed my hat and watched the brass player. His brother was in the football team, so he didn't really want to do Marching Band. I only had until Marching Band to make Mattheu pay. A thought just went into my head and I grinned.

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(Y/n)'s POV

I went back to my cabin, limping and I went into my bed before I saw the body. I screamed and scrambled away. Everyone was gone and I was the only one left in the cabin. One the floor was a Marcher that I talked to only once. He asked me out a long time ago and I rejected him in front of his brother. I felt tears in my eyes and I went into a ball. His body was mutilated in the way that I could see that he did not die quickly. His eyes were open and boring into mine. I felt guilt overcome me and I don't know why. He was a nice kid, if not mean sometimes, and he had taken a liking to me.

I covered my eyes and I felt a person come over to me. The person wrapped his arms around me and muttered words I couldn;t hear.

"Ragazza..."I heard a familiar voice say. I opened my eyes wide, shocked. Luicano was in front of me with a wide grin. His two friends were behind him, going out the door with blood soaking on them. I shook and looked up at him as he leaned over me. A breath in my ear and I felt him kiss my check. The famialiar uneasy feeling came back. I looked around and only saw Luicano and I backed away again. I knew I couldn't run away. I was at his mercy.

"Do you-a like what I-a have done for you-a?" He said and I looked at him with widened eyes again.

"Y-You did this? W-Why?" I said and he leaned over me.

"He was-a the one that-a hurted you amo. He wanted you-a, but he-a hurted you." He said, going dark at the end. I shook and he grabbed my shoulders.

"Why?" I said and he smiled before going down on his knees to my level.

"Because you're mine-a ragazza." He said.