Hello readers! This is my first fanfic! And not my idea! My friend franada lover doesn't have any time to write this so I asked if I could. She gave me her basic storyline ideas and I am but merely putting it into story form(: hope ya'll will like it!

Ps. I do not own hetalia or the characters. And the characters are the human names not the country names.

Lovino Vargas was a hot tempered 18 year old young man who lived in a small town in Southern Italy. He lived alone in a apartment in the middle of town and worked at a fruit and vegetable store by the beach. Lovino, whom everyone in town called hot head, didn't let anyone know anything about his personal thoughts, thinking that if the towns people knew about him the more they would bully him. So he became stubborn an hot tempered as a result.

The only things that the people of his town knew about him was that his parents died in a pirate raid when he was only four, and that he and his twin brother were left under the care of their handsome grandfather who was an artist from up north. But when the brothers turned seven years old their grandfather had forgotten about the older brother, aka Lovino, because he was a klutz and did not have the same affinity for art like his grandfather or younger twin brother. So incidentally he was left behind when his grandfather and twin brother went up to the north for business. Every now and then Lovino will get some money from his younger brother who apparently still cares for him.

One day Lovino was walking to work and bumped two beautiful girls and knew noticed that they were from out of town and him being from southern Italy he decided to give them a what-for for running into him. He glared up to one in a stunningly beautiful crimson dress with white puff sleeves that only covered her shoulders. Lovino started to open his mouth to speak, but before he could get a word out, a group of thuggish men burst thought the doors beside them making a ruckus of noise. Damn drunkard Pirates, Lovino thought to himself. He then scowled at the drunken men who then just took notice of Lovino.

"what do you think your doing to our girls little boy?" one of them questioned Lovino in Spanish. Apparently he was the leader, luckily Lovino had learned Spanish from the priests in town and could communicate with these obscene men who breathed their alcoholic stained breath on his face.

"oh they are yours? Maybe you should teach them some manners before you leave them alone. They bumped into me," he replied back in Spanish obviously irritated. Lovino looked up to the clock tower that was in the far distance. shit I'm gonna be late to work, he thought to himself. " look I gotta go or I will be really late for work so I will leave you idiots to teach your stupid women some manners" Lovino said in Spanish with a tinge of annoyance obvious in his voice.

They all raised their eyebrows and looked at each other and grinned. The one who was the leader of the group and the very same one who was continuously breathing in Lovino's face looked at him with closer scrutiny. "what kind of work do you do?" he asked. His handsome face not showing any signs of him being a total drunk anymore as his green eyes bore into Lovino's angry light brown ones.

Lovino chuckled and looked the Spaniard in the eye and said with a defiant tone, "your not from around here so I don't have to tell you."

"oh?" said the pirate. His intrigue piqued in the little Italian boy who knew so much spanish. "would you be willing to give up whatever your job is to work for me?"

"you mean work with a pirate? No way in hell that would happen."

The Spaniards smile grew showing perfectly white teeth. "that could be arranged."

Just then the Spaniard picked Lovino up like he was a sack of potatoes and walked towards the harbor. With Romano kicking and screaming all along the way. "my name is Captain Antonio Fernandez Carriedo and this is my crew of pirates! I own you now and I demand to know your name!" said the pirate captain in a swift business like manner, with a smile on his face no less. "hurumph I'm never telling you my name you damn pirate bastard!" Lovino said crossing his arms and closing his eyes and sticking his nose in the air like a child.

"alright if you won't tell me your name I guess I will give you one….. Romo…Roman…Romano! There! Your new name is Romano!" decided Captain Carriedo with a boastful laugh finally putting the boy down. But the Italian was on a ship, not land anymore. stupid pirate bastard, was the only thing Lovino could think about this man that had just changed his life. His whole life was being turned upside down in a flash.

Well tell me what you guys think!(: anything will help and I can take constructive criticism well!:D so please let me know! And thanks for reading!