Pieces.
The cold wind shifted the house, slow rain beating on the windows and the outside frame of the structure. 'I never thought much of my life…but this night..changes everything…'
Lovino slowly walked through the door of an old house being guided by a man with a mole and dark brown hair. His name was Rodritch…He loved to call him Roddick just to make him angry. His eyes slowly studied the house but a man caught his eye. Lovino had no idea who he was, and he looked exotic to him. His mind rang with curiosity. 'Who was this man?' 'Does he live here?' 'What is going on?', but these thoughts were normal for a child of the age of 5 years old. The child slowly wrapped his arms around Rod's leg and looked up at him with a scared expression, The older man smirked then pushed him forward towards the strange man. Lovino almost tripped as he tried to stop himself from going forward. He glanced up at the mysterious man then slowly walked forward puffing his cheeks out and his chest, his small dress blowing from a slight breeze. "D-Don't think that I-I'm just going to stand here and be your servant.." yes…Lovino knew exactly why he was here…he was being traded off…it was only to be expected. "Because I won't listen to a Word you say old man." The ponytailed man blinked then started laughing nodding off to Rod letting him know he can leave. Lovino was utterly confused 'What's going on..?' he thought. "W-Why the hell are you laughing! S-Stop!" He snapped his cheeks turning bright red. The man stopped and rubbed a tear from his humorous glinting eye, "A-Ah, I am Antonio. I am your new boss.." He held out his hand trying to formally introduce himself, Lovino slapped it away almost at once. "Don't fucking touch me…" He turned around and stormed off into the livingroom beginning to study every nook and cranny of the house. "So, I heard your name was Lovino Vargas..you are south of-." "Shut the fuck up.." Lovino snarled, he really wasn't in the mood for this..he wanted to go home..he wanted to go back to the huge church in which him and his brother lived. But…that was all token away…Austria had his brother now…and they are separated..possibly forever. "Look, I know you are new and you are probably normally a grump, but please try to be nice to me? Because if you aren't nice to me.." He paused and was at Lovino's side in a blink of an eye and he whispered quite evily. "Then I won't be nice to you…" He then disappeard to the other side of Lovino, The child was frozen in place, afraid to say anything more besides the words. "Where is my room..?". Antonio smirked and he pointed down the all. "Down the hallway second door to your left." He said. Lovi looked up and gave him a weird expression then he ran off to his room. It was a normal room, with two windows. He sighed and then plopped himself up on the bed and pulled his knees close. "Why does no one want me…" He whispered sadly. He knew why…everyone knew why…Lovino wasn't the nicest person out there and his fate he was left with reminds him that he may not..and Will not get close to anyone, he knows not to because one day..he will disappear.
After a few years of living with Antonio life had begun to get hard, he had to balance watering the tomatoes and cleaning the house, he really can't clean, he had a disability, it is a clumsiness disorder and that made it hard for him to do almost everything. He wasn't all that sad though, his birthday was in a few days and that made him happy. He wondered what the Spaniard was going to do for him.
"I wonder if I'll ever truly be happy." He thought.