Flavio was very surprised upon leaving his slick black vehicle in front of Germany's house to find his brother lying on the roof face-down. How could Luciano even get up there anyways? "Luciano! What are you doing up there?" He yelled. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm lying down on the roof." Luciano answered without moving. "Why are you lying on the roof? And how did you even get up there?" Romano yelled back. Luciano finally shifted to look down on his brother. "Because Kuro has taken over the house so I'm staying up here for the day. And I got up here by climbing the gutter. What are you doing here?" Luciano asked back. "I came to check on you as usual. Are you uncomfortable up there? Hold on, I'll get you some pillows!" Flavio yelled to his brother before going into the house before Luciano could answer. He gathered a few pillows from the couches before he noticed a Japanese man in the kitchen. He assumed it was Kuro since he had never met the man. He stood there for a moment with the mass of pillows in his arms before Kuro noticed him.

"Who are you and what are you doing in Luther-san's house?" The Japanese man asked quickly, walking briskly toward Flavio thinking he was likely a robber. "Oh, I'm Romano! Nice to meet you! You must be Japan. I've heard much about you from my brother, Luci." Flavio took Japan's hand as soon as he was within reach and shook it quickly. "You're Italy's brother? You don't look much like him. And he doesn't speak much about you." Kuro answered, raising his brows skeptically. "He doesn't talk about me much with anyone really." He smiled. "He doesn't really like me very much."

"Oh? Family problems?" The Japanese man asked. "Sí. Anyways, I'm just bringing some pillows for him. He's lying up on the roof if you didn't know." Flavio smiled. Kuro sighed. "What is he doing on the roof? He should help out and clean this pigsty house he's been living in." Kuro answered sternly. "He said that you took over the house, so he decided to stay outside on the roof. And I know for a fact that he cleans this place almost every day. It's just Lutz who keeps making this place such a mess." Flavio commented. "When was the last time they cleaned it? The kitchen was a mess this morning with bowls, plates, and pots all over the place. The food was still out and going bad. The living room was very messy too, with a few books left on the floor, a few blankets and pillows scattered around, and coffee spilled on the floor. Luther's room was even worse, with bed sheets and the like everywhere but on the bed, his and Luciano's clothes were strewn across the room, and they looked like they hadn't been cleaned in months. They were covered in stains But Luciano's room was perfect, so I suppose I should give him that." Japan muttered.

"You mean he didn't even clean up the food after they ate? That's unusual of him." Flavio asked. Kuro was still complaining under his breath, but looked up when Flavio said this. "Well, it seems to happen pretty frequently when I'm here. I guess he just becomes careless when I come." Kuro commented. Flavio hummed in answer. "I'm going to go bring these to Luci. Maybe I can figure out what's up or convince him to help out." Flavio lifted up the pillows in his arms and turned to leave. "Good luck with that."

After Flavio had gone through the front door, he looked up at the roof where Luciano was still laying and threw the pillows up to him. One of them hit Italy and he shot up, looking around to see the pillows around him. "What the fuck?" He looked down to find his brother already climbing up the gutter, being light enough that the gutter didn't make any noise as he climbed up. Flavio arranged the pillows and pulled Luciano on top of them. "Wha- get off!" Luciano protested. "There. Now your ass won't hurt as much." Flavio answered sarcastically, slapping Luciano's ass before he had sat him down. Luciano shrieked and lunged at his brother. "What the fuck?!"

"I'd say that means you had a fun time with Luther last night, no?" Flavio smirked, hugging his younger brother. "W-what?" Luciano asked, panic-stricken. "You better not have been snooping around last night!" Luciano tried to push his brother off of him to no avail. "Don't worry, I wasn't. I just guessed since you were laying down pretty uncomfortably and since Luther's bedroom looked like it was very obviously used for activities other than sleeping last night." Flavio raised his eyebrows in suggestion and let go of Luciano. "Well, it's none of your business anyways." Luciano crossed his arms in front of his chest. "It is my business. I want to know that my brother is being safe. I want to know exactly what happened. Did he hurt you? Did he seem to know what he was doing? Did he know what was safe?" Flavio bombarded him with a number of questions. "I'm not about to tell you about my sex life. And you aren't my brother. Not really." Luciano glared at Flavio. Romano sighed. "Luciano, I never wanted you to leave, you have to know that. I just didn't know what to do to help you. I thought that I could find other people who could help you there. I guess I was looking in the wrong place. I don't dislike you because you think and act differently that me. I just wanted the chance to try to put the broken pieces back together. I wanted to fix your brokenness not your mindset. I wanted you to be happy again, but I didn't know how to do that." Flavio looked down.

"I guess that makes me a bad older brother for telling others about your problems and trying to fix them for you. I should have just let you put the pieces together yourself. You would have done a better job at doing it anyways. I'm sorry, Luci." Tears dripped from Flavio's face onto his lap. Luciano sighed and hugged Flavio. "You're may be a total moron, but you're a caring moron. If you hadn't been there for me, I might still be with Austria, hating myself and everyone around me. If you weren't there, I never would have escaped the hellhole that I had put myself in. Now stop being a crybaby. It doesn't suit you. And besides, you are messing up your clothing with your weird bodily fluids." Flavio chuckled and hugged Luciano back, crying softly into his shoulder.

"I'm sorry." Flavio repeated in between sobs. So they stayed there in that position on the roof until Flavio quit bawling and had started leaning on Luciano's shoulder instead of hugging him. "I still want to know how it went down last night with Germany." Flavio said, right before he got a face-full of pillow. "No, idiot!" He pushed Romano away, giggling quietly. "Did my fratello just laugh ?" Romano asked with feign surprise. "No. You are imagining things." Luciano snorted.

"And fratello, you should probably go inside and help your friend clean up. After all, it is your mess. And you wouldn't want him to find anything... incriminating from last night before he starts cleaning up the bedroom." Flavio suggested. Luciano looked at him with confusion for a few moments before he finally figured out what his twin brother was talking about. "Shit!" Luciano cried, moving all the pillows aside and getting up. He quickly slid down the gutter and ran into the house, Romano following quietly behind.

He saw Kuro still picking up some stayed items in the living room and ran into the room before Kuro could even process what was going on. Flavio stood in the hallway near Kuro. "You actually got him to come back inside?" Japan asked. "Yep. You just have to give him a little... incentive." Flavio replied. "What kind of incentive?" Kuro asked. "The kind of incentive that makes him want to cover all his tracks." Flavio hummed. "I don't understand your meaning." Kuro replied. "Do you know why Luci would run off to one specific room just so he can cleaning even though he didn't want to be in the house in the first place? He's covering up something he doesn't particularly want to be uncovered. You'll find out about it soon enough though. I'm going to go make some paella. Make sure Luci behaves himself." Flavio patted Kuro on the shoulder and walked away into the kitchen.

At this point he realized what Flavio was talking about. He didn't think it could have been that easy to convince Luciano to work. He already knew that he and Luther had some 'sexy times,' but he didn't really think that they had gone that far just yet. He honestly had thought that the two had only gone as far as to make out with each other. He didn't really think they were having sex while he wasn't looking. He knew it would happen at some point though, unless they broke up or something (not likely).

All he saw was Luciano hurriedly rubbing at a stain on one of the sheets with a wet table that he had somehow found in the mess of things that was Luther's bedroom and sighing before throwing it in a pile of other dirty and stained clothes. He glanced at Kuro. "What are you looking at?" Luciano asked sternly. "Making sure you behave yourself like your brother told me to." Kuro answered, sending a glare back his way. "I don't need a fucking adult to watch over me. Now get out." Luciano demanded. "I am not even in the room." Kuro answered. Luciano looked at Kuro's feet and they were in fact right outside the doorway. Luciano growled and slammed the door in Japan's face. Kuro opened it again immediately after Veneziano had closed it, but Luciano stomped right back and closed the door again. Kuro opened it again and Luciano sighed.

"What do you want, bastard?" Luciano asked in exasperation. "Are you... Okay?" Kuro asked lightly. "Why are you suddenly concerned with my safety?" Luciano answered, turning toward him and poking him in the chest. "I'm always concerned about your safety. We are allies and if one of us falls, he drags down the others. And I need to know about the wellbeing and... stability of the relationships between my allies." Japan answered subtly. Luciano sat on the bed and put his head in his hands. "So you're asking about my relationship with Luther?" Luciano groaned. "Hai. I've been a bit curious of lately since you two have been spending much more time together alone. I need to know these things as your ally." Japan answered. "Well, what about it?" Luciano answered. "Well, I was wondering if you have been... sleeping with him." Kuro answered.

Luciano groaned again. "Yes, not that it's any of your business anyways. Why do you ask?" Japan shrugged nonchalantly. "It's my job to know, as your ally. And there are a few people who have been asking about you two." Kuro smirked. "Don't you dare tell anyone else." Luciano hissed. "Don't worry. You won't be bothered by them. It's not like I'm telling Julia or any of your little friends." Kuro answered. "I said no one." Luciano gave him a glare. "Fine, fine. But it's not like anyone doesn't already think you two did it." Kuro answered. "Julia probably thinks you two did it years ago." Luciano groaned. "Can't anybody mind their own damned business?"

"If I didn't know better, I would think that humankind ran on knowing about other people's private affairs." Japan commented. Luciano sighed. "Seems like. Speaking of other people's business, what happened when you met with the Allies?" Veneziano asked. "They just said that we had lost. I got to keep everything I took from China, I heard that you weren't really going to have many consequences since you didn't participate much during the war, but Germany is not likely to be as well off. His country is basically broke and Germany is suffering most of the fault from this. They won't kill him because that would cause even more crisis, but he's still not likely to get off as easy as us." Japan explained. Luciano sighed again.

"It was going to happen at some point. We were outnumbered anyways. But I guess this means the end of our alliance?" Luciano said questioningly. "Hai. It is." Japan affirmed. "Well, even though you were a total jerk a lot of the time and you were always yelling at me for reasons I didn't always understand, I'm going to miss you." Luciano looked up at Japan expectantly. "And even though you were completely unable to do anything right and you couldn't figure out how to control your idiot boyfriend, I'm going to miss you too. But maybe you could visit my country sometime. You said you've never been to Japan, so maybe you could come by sometime?" Kuro shifted on the bed. "Maybe someday if I'm not too busy figuring out how to 'control my boyfriend'." Luciano snorted. "You'd better learn to control that klutz of yours before you bring him to my home." Japan answered.

They were suddenly interrupted by a blonde Italian, announcing that he was done making paella and that they should try it. Japan was kind of skeptical about it since he had never had tomatoes, let alone paella before, but Italy willingly agreed.

Germany would be back the next day.