The Attention Leech (Feliciano)

[Lovino Vargas]

He's the meanest little kitty...

This was what life was all about.

Enjoying the warmth of the sun, Lovino relaxed on one of the wooden steps that led to the dorms, a soft purr rumbling in his throat. Sunbathing was one of his favorite activities at the time, and as the younger children ran around and played Superheroes or House, the 9 year old cat mutant enjoyed passing his time feeling the warmth from the weird glow in the sky that the humans called 'the sun'. He already had breakfast, and now it was freetime until it was time for lunch, in which he heard they were having great pasta. Lovino had to admit, the pasta wasn't as good as what Papa used to make for him, but it wasn't terrible. He was trying to not remember the family he was forced to leave behind when he was kidnapped and taken to the center, but from time to time he couldn't help but to do so. Papa's cooking... Mama's snuggles and soft voice... And...

Lovino's eye twitched in irritation as he remembered the last one of the family. The one that always cried. The one that always had a childish giggle that his mother aw so adored.

The one that stole everything from him.

When his brother was born, Mama was immediately stuck on him. She cuddled him, gave him all the attention he begged for, and gave encouraging boosts of praises every time he did something new. Lovino, already being 3 when the boy was born, was past the stage of always doing something new... He had already took his first steps, said his first words, and was able to eat his solid food-- that he just could not understand that each time it happened to him, his mother also would praise him. It was always coming to Lovino's attention that his brother took the higher seat when it came to attention. Not to mention, he was just so much better at begging for it... And he looked a lot more like Mama and Papa.

Absentmindedly, Lovino reached up with his hand and traced his fingers along his brown cat ears, making himself flinch and the ears twitch. These made him look nothing like Mama and Papa, compared to his brother, who had no features as such. Thinking back, Lovino could now figure quite certainly that he was a human, unlike Lovino himself. With a sigh, he closed his eyes and tried to trace his mind away to something else, whatever possible, when he heard a familiar voice.

"There you are," The voice cooed, making Lovino blink slowly, glancing up calmly to the woman. She was wearing an apron and was smiling down at him, kneeling down so that Lovino wouldn't feel too intemidated by her. "You really should pay more attention to your surroundings, Lovino. Did you hear? A new friend arrived just now. Let's go meet him."

She was the main caregiver for Lovino. She cared for quite a few children, but was quite good at making sure each and every child felt special and that they were loved just as much as the others by her. When Lovino first arrived, he too, was comforted by her. She let him cling to her until he was comfortable enough to wander off on his own, in which she allowed, telling him if he needed anything to come and find her. Lovino thought of her as a second mother, and respected her just as much as he loved her like a real child would a mother.

Nodding, Lovino allowed the woman to take his hand and was led to the front yard, where the different mutant children gathered. He was not all that curious, seeing new children arrived in this place several times a week, but this one for some reason caught his attention. In fact, it caught it way too much, more of creating a shock.

"This is Feliciano Vargas! Everyone, let's be good friends and make it so that he can feel at home, okay?" Another lady announced, urging the small boy forward. Lovino narrowed his eyes almost immediately into a glare. If anything, the curl that stuck out from the boy's head made it obvious who it was.

...And he was not happy.

As children replied with loud 'OKAY's, Lovino kept silent, glaring hatefully at the newcomer.

That fucking attention leech...

He had to follow him here, too?

Word Count: 737

Tags: chibi!Feliciano

Notes: -squeeee- CHIBISSSS

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[Feliciano Vargas]

Feliciano dragged his feet as the tall blonde man in charge of 'taking care of him' led him down the hallway of his 'new home'. The man, Mikhail the boy had been told to call him, said that he'd been sulking in his room long enough. Feliciano was a big boy, right? He should be happy to be in such a nice place, with all these new friends to make. He'd be taken care of here, much better than his parents could've ever done.

He wanted to go home. Feliciano had been in this "Academy" place for a long time now, and he didn't like it. Specifically how long, the child wasn't sure, but it was a very long time. Mama and Papa were with him every day, and he couldn't count how many days they've been gone. He didn't want to know, really. His face and eyes were still red and puffed up from tears, and Mama always hated when he cried. Sniffling, the little brunette wiped his wet nose on his sleeve. "Oh, Feliciano--" --the boy winced as the tall man said 'see' rather than 'chi'-- "--you know big boys aren't supposed to cry. Today's a big day! You're going to meet your new friends, and they'll want to see you smile."

He didn't feel like smiling, though. After all the loud noises and the pain he'd felt his last day at home, Feliciano had woken up here, in this bright, scary place. His head hurt all the time, and his ears had these stupid white things taped over them. They made his skin itch, but the last time he tried to peel them off his ears hurt even more and Mikhail yelled at him. Mama and Papa never yelled at him, they were the best Mama and Papa ever. Not like this bully blonde guy who kept trying to drag him out of his nice room to 'talk'. Mama and Papa always said to avoid strangers, like their next door neighbors who came over all the time, and to never, ever leave the house, not even to go into the back yard. He didn't know why they wouldn't let him touch the green stuff outside, but they always sounded really sad when they talked about the place behind the door--Mama even cried a few times--so he never, ever did.

Mikhail, wouldn't take "No, mama said not to!" for an answer.

That large hand tightened on his own as Feliciano tried to shy away, heels now digging into the slippery floor. "V-veee, I don't wanna go," he whined, feeling tears in his eyes. "It's too loud!" There were all sorts of voices out there, like when kids were playing at the swings down the street, only a lot more. Kshunk, kshunk of a ball being played with, and people running on the floor out there. He didn't like it--there were too many noises, and they made the pain and the itchiness worse. With his free hand, he picked at the sticky stuff holding the gross white towel-thing to his right ear.

The caretaker huffed irritably, just like the mean people who lived next door. "You've been here a few weeks now, Feliciano," he replied, the sound of his voice making the small child flinch. "I know you're scared, but if you stay hiding in your room, you won't make new friends, and you'll always be scared. You don't want that, do you?"

"I wasn't scared a h-home though! I want to go there!" Feliciano cried, stomping his foot and puffing his cheeks out. He could definitely feel tears in his eyes, and he wiped his nose on his sleeve again.

Before Mikhail could reply, or do something a bit nastier considering the scowl on his face, a soft voice interrupted him. "Mikhail, sweetheart, maybe you should take a break." A pretty woman, almost as pretty as Mama, peered out of a little room next to the exit, offering a soft smile to the obviously agitated blonde. "You've been here all morning, da? Sonia brought some sweets with her, you should go try them."

"I can't," Mikhail replied, gesturing down to Feliciano with a huff. "The Headmaster insisted that Feliciano here finally socialize with the rest of the students."

The woman chuckled, stepping into the hallway and reaching out to pat Feliciano's hair. He shied from the touch, hunching in on himself a bit. Undeterred by that response, she smiled, ducking a few wayward strands of brown hair from her face. "I can take him, if you'd like. I have to replace Mariya for recess duty, a few minutes early to show our new friend to the others isn't an inconvenience."

As Mikhail, the bully, hesitated, Feliciano hurriedly yanked his hand away, rubbing it on his pants. He didn't want the blonde's mean germs on him. "I don't wanna meet the others," he mumbled, still staring at the pretty brunette's shoes. Mama would've liked them, they were all shiny and black with little green ribbons. They would've look pretty with her eyes, even if they weren't the same color. Next to these two strangers, he felt so small. Mama and Papa never made him feel little. "I just wanna go home..."

Warm arms wrapped around his shoulders and drew him into a soft hug, just like Mama would when he was upset. "This is your home now, sweetie," she murmured, though not loud enough to drown out the sound of Mikhail's snort as he turned and walked back the way the two of them had come. Feliciano tried to ignore it in favor of the nice perfume the woman had on. It was nice, not strong like some of the other grown ups he'd seen "these past few weeks", according to his caretaker. "Besides, there's someone special here I know you'll want to meet."

"...Really?" He didn't think there was anyone special here--Mama and Papa weren't, he'd tried to smell them like he could back home, but they weren't anywhere. There was something that smelled kinda like them, but it was still way too different to be them. Maybe this lady was talking about that person? "Who?"

The woman pulled away just enough to smile at him, reaching up to tap his nose. "I can't tell you yet, it's a surprise."

Feliciano couldn't help but brighten up, just a little bit. "T-Those are kinda like...presents, right?"

"Uh huh. It's a present just for you." The woman pushed her braid back over her shoulder as she pushed herself to her feet. Then she reached down to offer her hand to the small boy. "But you have to come with me if you want to see it."

With only half the trepadition he'd felt before--mostly because his earlier unease was smothered by the confusion and eagerness of a surprise, but also because his ears hurt less the more he focused on the pretty lady and her nice-smelling perfume--Feliciano reached up to take her hand. Still, though, he hovered anxiously at the door before it was unlocked and pushed open.

It was warm, and the lights were even brighter than they were inside. Amber eyes watered a bit and he reached up to rub them, squinting. There was a breeze tugging at his hair, a lot stronger than the little puffs that stirred the dust in his room back home. With it came all sorts of smells, some of them he recognized from home as the "grass" and the "dirt" his mama told him about, but there were so many he couldn't place. He glanced around in confusion, taking in as much as he could all at once. There were so many other kids out here, some of them his age, and some of them even older! Some of them were like him and the woman who gently led him further into the playground, but some of them had strange colored hair or big ears like the animals in his story-books! What was this place? Some of the kids even had wings, like the angels Papa said were watching over him! "...Are they my surprise, ve?" he asked, pointing over to the large group of children starting to shuffle over towards them, gathered by other people wearing similar uniforms to the pretty lady and Mikhail.

The brunette laughed, shaking her head as she walked the two of them down the steps. "No, Feliciano," she replied, making sure he didn't stumble over his feet, too busy staring at everything to mind his untied shoelaces. "You're their surpise, for the moment. Your surprise'll come in a moment."

Suddenly, Feliciano felt a whole bunch of people staring at him. He glanced away from the weird yellow lightbulb hanging up in the sky (staring at it made his eyes hurt really bad anyway) to see who it was and recoiled. All of the other kids were staring at him. He'd never seen so many of them before--they certainly didn't look like that many a few seconds ago. A little whine escaped him and he tried to get the pretty lady to let go. He would go outside later, when these kids were gone and he could do what he wanted without all them staring at him. The white-robed woman, however, kept her grip gentle but unyielding, instead pushing him to stand in front of her. "This is Feliciano Vargas!" She said cheerfully, smiling even when Feliciano tried to hide behind his hands, face red again. "Everyone, let's be good friends and make it so he can feel at home, okay?"

The small Italian flinched as the children shouted happily in response--the cacaphony of sounds made his ears hurt, a lot. He peered anxiously at the crowd from between his fingers. Most of them were smiling, already taking a few steps closer to get a better look at him, but there were a few unhappy faces as well. One of them caught him by surprise, if the little gasp that escaped him meant anything. Large, soft brown ears poked out of unruly hair, brown-green eyes narrowed as the smaller boy earned an angry look, for some reason. The boy wasn't really all that different, with all the other kids who had strange ears and tails and even the one with wings, but he just seemed really familiar. Like Mama and Papa familiar. He glanced up at the woman behind him before he lowered his hands, still staring at the other brunette so content to frown at him. She offered a reassuring pat to his shoulder even as she told the other students to give Feliciano a moment. He didn't really pay much attention, already stepping over to the older child. "V-Ve, are you the surprise..?" He asked, nervous, somewhat happy energy coursing through him.

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EURGH I'M STILL NOT LIKING HOW THIS TURNED OUT BUT IT'S LIKE 1800 WORDS AND I'M NOT REWRITING IT AGAIN orz I hope it's okayyyyyyyyyyyyyy

[Lovino Vargas]

He's the meanest little kitty...

It would be lying if it would be mentioned that Lovino didn't feel one bit sorry for the boy in front of him, being introduced to the crowd. However, what little pity he had for the boy was shoved away to the side when he constantly reminded himself exactly who the boy was. The same boy that stole Mama's love. The same boy that Papa always asked about when he first walked into the basement those years back. The same boy that could do the same thing Lovino himself did, and get much bigger praise for. The same fucking boy that cried when he didn't get the attention he wanted or claimed he deserved, and when they got into fights, just so Lovino could get into trouble by being told he was the big brother and was to be nice to the baby.

Lovino felt a nudge on his side by a fellow mutant child, and he glared at him when he recieved a small smirk from him. "He looks just like ya. Looks just a little more like a baby. I think he'll cry a lot."

"You think so?" Lovino scoffed, deciding to pretend he didn't know the new boy. When he was nodded to, Lovino sighed softly, flattening his ears a bit. His tail lashed behind him, showing his clear irritation, which made the other boy frown and decide to drop the subject, knowing Lovino was one that easily used his claws or fangs to his advantages when he was angered.

The chorus of agreeing high-pitched voices seemed to make the boy cower behind his hands, and Lovino noticed it only after he glanced back up to the 'new kid'. The way he peered at the approaching crowd made him smirk slightly, finding a bit of satisfaction in seeing his 'always protected' baby brother in trouble without help.

The day he arrived at the Academy was one that was quite similiar to what his brother was facing at the moment. He was carried into the crowd suddenly, a sobbing blubbering mess at first. Only, he was able to see that he was actually sold like an object to the academy itself, so in a way the fear clung on tighter, not knowing what to expect in the weird place. He was teased for being a 'baby' for crying over the smallest things, everything being new for him in a sense. At first, he was even scared of stepping in mud, which earned a lot of teasing laughs and shoves (now he could tolerate it, though he much rather avoided it to this day). He would be up day and night staring at the sky, wondering if one day he could somehow reach the moon that glowed at night, or the weird cotton balls that floated in the blue sky. He jumped onto whatever he could, often causing trouble by doing so since he didn't know how to get down afterwards. It was a big struggle for him to get used to the academy life, but to think that only once he was used to it, his leech of a brother comes to take everything away... It pissed the boy off to no end.

He heard a gasp, which made his ears twitch, their eyes meeting right away. Lovino bit his lips and quickly shifted his olive green orbs away, not wanting to be noticed, but it was a bit too late. Holding back a hiss of discomfort at the situation, the boy stepped back when Feliciano was in front of him.

"V-Ve, are you the surprise..?"

The cat mutant easily picked up on the nervous, yet happy energy the smaller boy was letting out, making his fur stand on his tail and ears in its response instinctively. His eyes were back to their narrowed state, making sure to give a good hate filled glare towards the younger child. He hesitated, mostly in confusion, not knowing what Feliciano meant by 'surprise'. He opened his mouth to respond, but his caretaker was the first to kneel down, smiling her angelic smile, that to now seemed to Lovino to look like a smile of Satan.

"Awe, you two look so cute together! Since you two are brothers, we have arranged it so that you two can sleep in the same room. Isn't that great? You have your family with you now, Lovino! You can show him around and be a good big brother, da?"

Lovino said nothing in response, his ears flat against his head once more. She really had no intention of hiding anything, now did she? Not that it wouldn't have taken long for Feliciano to notice they were related, but... It somewhat hurt Lovino's pride to be unable to decide whether or not he could decide if he wanted to play 'family' with this boy. Why did he have to... Wait.

A small, yet dark grin came to the nine year old's face. No body said he had to be the big brother that people wanted him to be, right...?

"Yes." Lovino finally responded, both to the lady and to his brother regarding his question about being the 'surprise'. What other 'surprise' will these sickos think of anyway? "I'll show him around. Can I take him inside?" Putting on a concerned face for his brother's comfort, he asked the caregivers, who looked to each other for approval.

Word Count: 901

Tags: chibi!Feliciano

Notes: Lovi you little devil. B3

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