Dark Intentions

It was perfect when it started, made it not so perfect suddenly. They were just a small group of college kids, sleeping in the many different rooms of the house of Feliciano Vargas. The young Italian, only 19, had inherited a bunch of money when his movie star grandpa had died. He also inherited the house that he was now living in, an art major in university.

He had invited a group of people over for spring break. His friends, 18-year-old Ludwig Beilschmidt, 20-year-old Kiku Honda, 18-year-old Belgian student Manon Vermeulen, 22-year-old Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, 22-year-old Francis Bonnefoy, Ludwig's older brother Gilbert, also 22, their cousin, 22-year-old Roderich and his girlfriend, Erzsébet, who was 20. Finally, there was Feliciano's older brother, 23-year-old Lovino Vargas and Feliciano's girlfriend, Ludwig's twin sister 18-year-old Louise, a pretty girl with an athletic frame and short blonde hair.

It was just an usual outing, a usual time with friends, nothing too different than most kids would act at their ages. Feliciano was making pasta for the group while Antonio helped chop tomatoes for the sauce. Normally, Lovino would do it, but he was pouting in the corner, grumbling about something while eating his own tomato. Another he had slipped into his bag, apparently for later. No one bat an eye. He was obsessed with the fruit to the point he'd once wrote a song about them when he was drunk. And tried to marry one. Also drunk. And once Antonio had kissed him and Lovino told him that he was a "rotten perverted tomato that tasted like shit." Lovino was sober that time.

Francis was flirting with Manon who was ignoring him with a roll of the eyes. She'd seen him flirt with everyone, from Antonio to the caterpillar-browed policeman with the scruffy blond hair. That had been embarrassing. He was drinking a glass of wine, taking sips out of it classily and pompous.

Gilbert had his head resting casually in Louise's lap, the German girl clearly uncomfortable being a pillow for her brother. Ludwig was next to them, reading a book. He stared at the pages with concentration, seemingly ignoring his siblings. Roderich wasn't too far from them, playing the piano that Feliciano kept in the dining room.

Antonio mumbled something to Feliciano, and the two looked in the direction that Lovino was sitting. They both smiled as if they had some shared secret as they finished with the pasta. Lovino had rolled his eyes. Those two were stupid.

Lovino took a seat next to Gilbert as the group sat down, earning some odd looks. Germans usually pissed him off just from looking at them, but he seemed okay next to him. Maybe it was just his brother. The Italian had a pen in one hand and started drawing on the table, no concern for the fact that it was his grandfather's long before it was ever Feli's.

The group had eaten, jokes being passed around the table. Feliciano's smile and Antonio's grin having an affectious effect on some of the others. Lovino scowled at the table where he had just drawn a dick. For the 1000th time. Feliciano kept scrubbing his beautiful drawings off the table whenever he left, even before the little shit had moved in. Ain't like their Nonno didn't deserve it.

Roderich and the two German twins were less smiley, all looking stern. Gilbert, however, smiled and complimented Lovino on his detailed drawing of genitalia, though he seemed a bit awkward as he said it, a blush across his face. Lovino wondered why the hell or how the hell he ever managed to become friends with dumbass perv one (Francis) and dumbass perv two (Antonio).

The group had joked around with each other, Gilbert at one point started teasing Roderich and Erzsébet threatened to hit him with a frying pan, a situation that Ludwig had to diffuse. Nothing seemed to be wrong with Feliciano. Nothing.

I screamed, managing to wake the entire house up from the rooms that they were in. Louise had taken the master bedroom, Feliciano's room so they could share, which I thought was fucking stupid as their relationship..... well, they didn't live together, Louise and her brother's all lived in Gilbert's apartment that he paid for with the money he got from his hours at the pet store.