AN- Hey everyone, MuseLover99 here! :D Well this is it, my very first Hetalia fanfic! I'm excited and a bit nervous about posting this story. I really hope that whoever reads this enjoys it. :)

Okay so, this story takes place in modern time and the story begins on August 5, 2013 in California. Human names will be used since this story is an AU. Even though the story revolves around Spain and Romano there will be other pairings. I haven't paired everyone up yet and if you have a couple that you want to see together just PM me and I'll see what I can do. There might be a few OCs, but you'll probably end up liking them. ;D I might not update very often, but please bare with me, I'll try whenever I can! :o

Hm, anything else? Oh yes, reviews and nice comments always bring a smile to my face. :)

Okay that's enough of this AN. xD I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters, I wish I did though. :P

Enjoy~

Prologue...

"You bring death, and destruction to all that you touch."

No. That is a lie, I will not believe such words! It was an accident dammit! That was never suppose to happen! No one saw it coming...

"Why can't you sleep with someone who'll protect you?"

I did not realize how much I could love a person... But now she is gone... I did not realize it is possible to love someone that much even years later. And yet, I still do.

"I can't escape this hell, so many times I've tried."

God, why can't the world leave me alone? I should not be allowed to love anything or anyone. Why should I? So I can destroy their life?
What? End my life so I can stop hurting others? Trust me, I have thought about that before. But if I did do that then who will-

"Fratello, are you almost done? I wanna go to the park already!"

"No, I'm still busy! Give me ten minutes dammit!"

"Okay, sorry fratello. We'll be waiting."

You see, the reason I live is to protect my brothers and make sure they do not get hurt like I did. Without me they cannot survive on their own. I am their big brother; their inspiration, their rock, their everything.
All of that does not change the way I feel about them. No matter how much they love me, I cannot love them back. If I get too close I might destroy them, ruin their lives, as I have ruined my own.
Protecting someone is one thing, loving someone is another.

Chapter 1-

"Ah finally awake I see." The old man snorts the minute I walk in the kitchen. With watery eyes due to the yawn I let escape, I see that he is dressed in a violet dress shirt, grey slacks, and a white apron over his outfit.

Rolling my eyes I answer back, "I've been awake! I was just getting ready in the bathroom you jerk!"

"Lovino, watch your mouth young man!"

"Alright Nonno, whatever." Releasing a breath of annoyance, I take a seat on the nearest chair. Nonno sets a plate of eggs and bacon on the table, pushing it towards me. I glance at my grandfather and notice that his brown hair is combed neatly. Someone seems excited.

"Shouldn't you be gone?" I ask, grabbing the fork that is an inch away from my hand. "Don't you have to open the school or something?"

Nonno turns away from the stove and faces me. "If I leave now then who will drive you boys to school?"

Again, I roll my eyes at the man before me. "Fratello and I are old enough to walk to school. It's not even that far from here."

"Yes I know, but what about Romeo?"

"What about 'Romeo'?" A squeaky and yet, deep voice calls out.

Speak of the devil.

My grandfather grows a smile, which causes wrinkles to form around his brown eyes. "Ah bambino! I was telling your brother that I'll be driving you three boys to school."

Romeo, who now has entered the kitchen, gives Nonno a nod and takes a seat across from me. He flashes me a grin, which I ignore. My eyes stay focused on my younger brother. His brown hair is also combed neatly and his green eyes, I have no idea where he got them from, follow my grandfather's step around the kitchen. As I stare at him, I slowly begin to see the resemblance between him and our father, aside from the eye color.

"I can't wait to meet all the pretty girls." Romeo chatters away as Nonno serves him breakfast, oatmeal. "I love the girls with brown hair and long legs!" I glance at Nonno and see him chuckling.

What the fuck?! A little kid shouldn't be talking like this and yet, Romeo does.
Romeo, thirteen- fucking years old and one heck of a ladies man. This kid has had more girlfriends than I have and he's only thirteen! Fuck him and his chick-magnet powers!

Grabbing a bowl from one of the cupboards, my grandfather pours cereal and milk into the bowl, then places it on the table. "Feliciano, hurry up so you can eat breakfast!" Shouts Nonno as he unties the knot from the apron he's wearing.

"I'm..." Loud thumps can be heard from above the kitchen ceiling. "Ve... Ah, I'm coming!" Another loud thump echoes the house. Jesus, what the hell is he doing up there? Soon we can hear Feliciano running down the stairs.

My fratello enters the kitchen looking like crap. His light brown hair is sticking out several places, besides that curl, which is always sticking out. I have no idea why it does that. His face is pink and flustered from running around. He isn't even fully dressed yet! The belt of his dark blue, plaid pants is still unbuckled, the collar of his shirt is sticking up and his black tie is hanging lifeless around his neck. What a loser!

"Morning everyone. Sorry for being late Nonno." Feliciano rambles, as he sits on a stool and begins to adjust his tie.

Nonno turns towards my younger brother and forms his lips into a smile. Feliciano and our grandfather look so much alike, especially when they smile. Since Nonno looks young for his age, people mistake him for Feliciano's father instead of grandfather.
I sigh. I resemble no one in my family...

The sound of a spoon clinking against another dish bring me back to the current scene.

"Don't worry Feli, just eat your breakfast and we'll be on our way."

And with that, my grandfather exits the kitchen. The sound of his shoes echoing fading away down the hall.

That left: Feliciano, Romeo, and I alone.
The three of us should never be left alone together, trust me.

I glare at Feli, who is busy eating his cereal, his stupid hair still messy. Then I turn to Romeo, who is preoccupied with his breakfast, chewing loudly.
What the fuck? He's eating oatmeal. How the hell do you chew oatmeal that loud!?

"We should make a bet." Romeo speaks up. Feliciano and I glance at each other, wondering expressions on our faces. "Let's see who gets a girlfriend first?"

Seriously? We haven't even left the house yet, and he's already thinking about getting a girlfriend. I need to slap him across the face, probably more than once too.

"Ve~ Girlfriend?" Feliciano places his spoon back in his bowl of cereal with a smile planted on his lips.

"Yeah! Whoever gets a girlfriend by the end of the week gets 20 dollari?!"

I slam my hand on the table, causing the dishes to rattle. "Control your damn fucking hormones you idiota!"

Romeo is immune to my swearing unlike Feli, who flinches when hearing the anger in my tone. Smiling at me, Romeo opens his mouth to reply, but stops when Nonno steps in the room.

"Ready boys? First day of school starts right now!"

And that my children, is where I end this chapter. :) I hope you like it so far. And yes, I included Seborga because that kid is soooo adorable! ^o^ So tell me what you think by reviewing. ;D

Translations-

Fratello- brother (Italian)

Idiota- idiot (Italian)

Bambino- child/ baby (Italian)

Dollari- dollars (Italian)

Oh and if you're wondering what the title means, well it's Italian for 'Just Give Me a Shot at the Night'. Yeah well, I was listening to the song Shot at the Night by The Killers and it hit me! xD Then I asked my friend what she thought and she said it was perfect. So that's the title. :) The quoted phrases in the beginning were songs lyrics and do not belong to me. They belong to the bands Muse and Three Days Grace. ;) Well until next time you Spamano fans xD Thanks for reading!

-MuseLover