RomanoxReader: Underworld 14

A short while later, you neatly parked a short distance away from Lovino's jet. You were grinning broadly, and the mob boss was looking over at you with an amused expression on his face.

"You are full of surprises, aren't you?" he chuckled, ruffling your already-messy-from-the-wind hair.

You jerked his hand off with a toss of your head and fixed your hair quickly.

"You know it!" you said with a wink.

Then your face fell a bit when you remembered what you guys were faced with. You sighed and slumped back into the seat.

"You know he's fine, right? Besides, he looks a lot different than he did when Honda took him last time. They won't know what the hell is happening," Lovino murmured, trying to console you.

You shook your head slightly and snapped out of it, sitting straight up.

"Yup! I'm sure he's fine… I'm just kind of nervous is all…"

The Italian nodded and got out of the car, quickly making his way towards your door and yanking it open for you. He gave you a small smile and gestured for you to come out. You gave him a smile in return and stepped out.

Leaning against the car, you fiddled with your hair, not knowing what to do, or what to say. You were pretty sure that if you apologized, Lovino would tell you it was not your fault yet again. And you couldn't think of another topic to talk about. So you just stood there, waiting for something to happen.

You flinched as Lovino poked your cheek.

"Stop moping. Nonno wouldn't like it either. And if you don't stop, I'm going to have to distract you."

You raised an eyebrow. It would take a lot to make you stop making up dangerous, unlikely scenarios that Arsenius could get himself into. But when Lovino started leaning in towards you, you had a pretty good idea of what his 'distraction' was going to be.

Quickly, you put your palm in between your faces, and pushed him away gently.

"You can't just kiss me whenever you feel like it mister!" you said, acting like you were mad, but with a small grin on your face.

The mob boss gave you a skeptical look and replied, "Yes I can."

At the sight of your 'are you kidding me' face, he quickly added, "But I'll let you go this once."

You rolled your eyes, but you made no further comment, trying to hide a smile.

Before you or he could say anything else, there was a loud "LOOK OUUUUUT!"

The two of you looked around, and dived out of the way right before Feliciano parked the car just inches away from where the two of you had been standing. If he had parked any closer, there would have been a pile of scrap metal.

"Feliciano, you dummkopf. You should drive slower," came the voice of Ludwig, who was leaning against the jet doorway.

"Bruder!" wailed Gilbert, vaulting out of the car and running into Ludwig with outstretched arms. "I thought I would never see you again!" he sobbed melodramatically.

You couldn't help but crack up at that, along with the sight of the large German prying his brother off of his person.

"Get off." Ludwig commanded, dropping Gilbert at the same time. "Help with the bags."

Gilbert rolled his eyes. "Aren't you happy I'm alive? I could have died!"

"I'll consider it when we take off," came the short reply.

You laughed, then went forward to grab your bag, but were stopped by Lovino.

"No, you don't help. Let's go inside. They can take care of it," he said.

You frowned, but complied when you caught sight of his expression.

You were dragged onto the jet, and pushed down gently into a seat. You sighed a bit and curled up on your side, wanting to rest for a bit. Even though you had slept an abnormal amount over the past few days, you felt like you had deserved it.

You heard footsteps, and felt part of the seat weight down as Lovino sat next to you.

"That's right, just rest, okay? We'll take care of everything, and it's going to be alri-"

"Boss!! Incoming plane!" Gilbert yelled suddenly.

"What?!?"

In a flash, the mob boss was vaulting out the door, yelling, "Stay there (Name)!!"

You sat up straight, feeling completely bewildered. Like hell you were just going to sit there. You chased after Lovino, only to be stopped by a tight hug from Feliciano.

"Sorry bella! Fratello told me to keep you here!" he exclaimed, not letting you move an inch.

"I don't get it! It's a freaking airfield, of course there would be planes coming in!" you yelled, struggling in Feli's tight grasp.

"Normally yes, but this is a private airfield," he replied, tugging you off to the side and into a thicket of bushes.

As you continued wriggling about, trying to get Feli to let go of you, you spotted Lovino and the two German brothers standing next to the plane in plain view. 'Why would they do that?' you wondered, then asked Feliciano.

"Veh, it's just to give the pilot a warning. But… wait… hey! It's okay! Fratelloooo!!" he shouted, letting you go and running off towards his brother.

When he let you go, you stumbled forward a bit, feeling confused. You ran towards the group of men, not being able to hear them because of the plane's roaring engines. You could see Feliciano gesturing wildly, and Lovino looking at him like he was crazy, as was Ludwig and Gilbert.

As you glanced up towards the plane, you could see what Feliciano was going on about. There at the pilot's seat, Arsenius sat with a grin on his face. You stopped in your tracks, an astonished smile spreading across your own face, before waving your arm at him. The Italian smiled wider, and jerked his head towards you, seeing as his hands were a bit occupied with the controls. You couldn't help but laugh as you looked towards Lovino, who was looking shocked at the sight of his grandfather.

After landing, which seemed to take much longer than necessary, Arsenius leapt out of the cockpit, then proceeded to laugh at his grandson's reaction. He didn't have too long before Feliciano glomped him, taking him down to the floor.

"Nonno! I missed you!" he said, smiling happily as Arsenius hoisted himself back up.

"Si, I missed you too Feliciano." Glancing up, he gestured to the rest of you. "Well come on then! I missed all of you boys you know!"

With that, Lovino ran towards his grandfather, hugging him tight. You and the German brothers stood a little ways off, letting them have some time.

When he was done, the three of you approached the Italians, and greeted the eldest of them, with a hug from you and Gilbert, and a polite handshake from Ludwig.

"So, how's everybody been doing? Lovi's been treating you all well? I know he's been treating you especially well (Name)," he finished with a wink.

You rolled your eyes and smiled. Well, it wasn't like it was a false statement.

Arsenius continued, "You should keep this one Lovi, she's real special. So remember, you have my approval! Why don't you start keeping her safe by sleeping in her room?"

At that, the two of you went scarlet, while Gilbert started cracking up.

"W-well, what did you do in Japan? Since (Name) wasn't there and all…" Lovino quickly changed the subject.

"Ah, that! Well, let's just say, I brought home a souvenir," the older Italian smirked.

Feliciano brightened up.

"A present? I like presents!" he exclaimed, flailing his arms about.

"Well, you can say that. Why don't you all take a look?" Arsenius suggested.

He then playfully extended his arm out to you, and you allowed him to escort you into the plane he brought, stopping at the door between the captain's cabin and the passengers' side. You stared at shock at what was in there.

It was… a girl. One with long brown hair, and looked to be in her early twenties. She was strapped down into a seat, and looked to be sleeping.

"Who the heck is that?" you whispered, not wanting to wake her up.

"Isn't that Mei?" Ludwig asked, peering over you.

"That's right Luddy!" Arsenius shouted. At your startled expression, he continued, "Oh don't worry, she's drugged right now! Can't hear a thing!"

"O..kay… so, who is that again?" you asked.

"Mei. Kiku Honda's younger sister. Nonno, you are a genius!" Lovino responded, sporting the smirk his grandfather had a short moment ago.

"Lovino!" you panicked. "Why would you be so happy about- oh. Right. Never mind."

Well somebody would have to end this conflict. And it seemed that Arsenius would do so by using Honda's sister as a bargaining chip. Probably something along the lines of 'I'll return your sister if you leave us alone' kind of thing. Made sense.

"You're… not going to hurt her, right?" you asked, glancing towards the men.

"Of course not. We're not like those damn Yakuza. We're not going to touch her. But of course, Honda doesn't know that. So don't worry, okay?" Lovino said comfortingly.

You nodded, not able to look away for too long from the Asian girl slumped over.

"Well, let's go, ja? We don't have to stay here any longer. We might as well wait at home," Gilbert complained.

"Si, let's go. Come on (Name). Nonno, Feliciano, come with us?" Lovino questioned.

"Of course!" they yelled, and Arsenius shouted, "I want to drive!"

You laughed, and joined the group of Italians in their car, sitting in the back with Lovino.

"By the way nonno, where did you get the plane?" Feli asked curiously.

"Oh that? I stole it from Honda's men!" Arsenius replied cheerily, before stomping his foot on the gas and leaving the Germans far behind you.