The Curse of the Golden Tomato
By See le Fairy Witch
Parings: Spain x Romano, Italy x Germany, France x Canada, Hungry x Prussia, US x UK, Some Hungry x Austria but if you are a fan of it more than Prussia x Hungry then don't read this.
Rated: T (For Course language and sexual references, no fluff so far so it might change)
I own nothing but the plotline!
So my first guyxguy fic. Please be kind!
Edit: Now beta'd by ladybanana62 ^.^
"L-let go of me, B-bastard!" Lovino yelled, struggling out of the grasp of the four men, each holding one of his limbs. They had stolen him away from his homeland! Ambushed him and dragged him roughly onto this demon boat.
Throwing him to the ground they walked away shutting the door loudly behind them.
Lovino had knocked his head against the hard wooden floor and he groaned rubbing the sore spot. He knew where he was: he had seen the name on the rear of the ship, Bad Touch Trio.
The three most bloodthirsty pirates in all the seas had captured him. Good going Lovino, you idiot!
Now all he had to figure out was which captain he had been brought to: Gilbert, the hard-hearted one who would have him tortured; Francis, the perverted one; or Antonio, the unpredictable one in which Lovino's future would entirely depend on his mood.
He was hoping, Gilbert.
"Look Antonio! It's one of the Vargas!" A French accented voice made Lovino's eyes widen in fear still not looking up from the floorboards. Oh no, not him, anyone but him, Lovi thought panickly, Wait, what did he say?
"It is too~! My, my he's very cute~!" A Spanish accent finally made Lovino look up. He saw that, in fact, Antonio and Francis were sharing a bed a third lump between them.
"What? What happened?" Gilbert peeked through Antonio's arm to get a better view.
They all sleep in the same bed? What the fuck! Lovino thought. Then a small lump at the bottom of the bed moved and out peeked a young man who he recognised as Matthew Williams who he had met when they were young. That bed must be like a black hole because it sure as hell doesn't look like it was big enough to fit four grown men in it.
"Look at you," Antonio cooed getting off the large bed and patted the trembling Italian's head. "Aren't you soooo cute?" He smiled brightly flashing a set of pearly white teeth. Lovino moved himself backwards until his back was pushing firmly against the wall.
No way was he being a part of this insane asylum.
Anotnio walked over to the cowering Italian looking down on him. Lovino tried to scowl up at him but was unable to hold the glare before looking away from the Spaniards bright green eyes. One of Antonio's boots touched Lovino's chin pushing his head up. A glint of something broken flashed beneath those eyes, not the cheerful glow they had possessed earlier.
"You- You fucking bastard!" Lovino spat causing the Spaniard to smile cruelly.
"Where's your brother Lovi?" He asked softly.
"Ooh, cutting straight to nicknames are we Toni?" Francis mused from the bed he slept in.
"What? I'm not good enough for you bastards?" Lovi yelled feeling a little hurt that they only wanted him for his brother. He wasn't even good enough to capture by himself. "Go fuck yourself!" He spat on Antonio's shoe, earning him a boot to the side of the face. Lovino lay on the ground, holding his throbbing cheek biting his lip trying to hold back tears. He wasn't going to cry in front of them.
"Lovi, Lovi, Lovi," Antonio tsked shaking his head, "I'm very sorry about that but that was not the right answer. Also prisoners should respect their masters. Next time I will kick you twice as hard," he warned the Italian.
"Even if I did know where Feliciano was I wouldn't tell you," Lovino pushed himself up. "Because it's bad enough I get stuck with you perverted bastards let alone you perverted bastards and a whiny little shit of a brother."
Antonio squatted down in front of the smaller man blocking him from the view of his friends. Two tanned fingers turned Lovino's head towards his holding it there.
"You're telling me you have no idea where your brother is?" He looked suspicious not fully believing him.
"He eloped with the potato-eating bastard. 'Veeeee~ Lovi I love him so much we're going to fuck and have 12,453 potato babys veee~' haven't seen him since." Lovino told the displeased captain.
"Who?" Spain looked confused light returning to the eyes that were so dark before.
What was with this bastard? Did he have multiple personality disorder or something? Lovino thought still glaring at the Spaniard.
"My brother, I'm guessing." Gilbert was looking at Antonio and Lovino from under the covers. "He mentioned something about a new little Italian lover,' he shrugged. "What are the odds huh?" Lovino noticed Matthew had moved up next to Francis and they were snuggling on the other side of the bed. The Prussian shot them a look disgust and rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, him," Lovino grumbled, "I have no idea where he is, and frankly I don't care. Can I go now?" Lovino asked. Antonio looked at Gilbert who looked a bit agro but they both nodded.
"Have fun," the Spanish man smiled and waved. Lovino scowled at them warily before getting up and slamming the door open then storming to the end of the deck. When I get home Feliciano is so fucking dead. He's going to wish he was never-
"What the fuck?" Lovino screamed angrily. "You've already set sail!" He heard laughter from the captain's cabin.
"Good one Antonio!" He heard Francis burst into another fit of laughter. Running to the back of the ship he saw his beloved country in the distance. He took his top off and stood on the rail preparing to dive.
"What are you doing?" He heard a voice behind him. He turned to see Antonio looking at him with a bored expression in his green eyes.
"I'm swimming back to Italy and you can't stop me, bastard!" Lovino yelled pointing an accusing finger at the Captain.
"Okay," he shrugged. "Good luck with that."
"I will!" Lovino yelled then promptly jumped into the water. As soon as the salty water touched his skin he regretted taking his shirt off, but it was to late now.
He started to swim realising he really wasn't actually that good of a swimmer. The waves tossing him about easily.
"Where'd the little guy go? I was just putting on my awesome clothes!" Gilbert laughed walking next to Antonio.
"He's swimming back to Italy apparently," The curly haired man told him just as Francis closed in on them taking a peek at Antonio's renown ass as the he leaned casually on the rail of the boat.
"So that's why the boat stopped?" France smiled, "You're not going to let him drown are you?"
"I suppose not… " He watched the struggling Italian for a few more moments each stroke growing weaker and weaker. "Prepare a boat!" Antonio ordered. He turned to his two friends. "He can't go for much longer before he drowns. I'll get him."
"The boat is prepared Captain Antonio," A girl told him. She had a flower in her long brown hair and a neat green dress on.
"Ahahaha! Why are you wearing a dress Eli? It makes you look like a girl!" Gilbert laughed causing Elizaveta to glare at him.
"That's because I am a girl!" She growled. This only made the Prussian laugh more.
"Sure you are! I think I'd know if you were a girl." Gilbert pointed out with a cheeky grin. Spain sighed and walked over to the boat, lowering it into to sea.
It wasn't long before he caught up to the Italian who was lying on his back in the waves trying to keep himself afloat. Antonio allowed himself to look at the Italian's small but lean body before speaking.
"Having a break already?" He asked. Lovino thrashed and choked on some water.
"It's a lot further away than it looks! Shut up!" Lovino snapped coughing his lungs up. Antonio just sighed and leaned back.
"Okay but if you need help, I'm right here." Antonio offered leaning back in the boat.
"Like I need your help you dick face," Lovino snapped continuing to swim. It took him five minutes to swim the distance Antonio went in one graceful swoop of the long wooden paddles. Lovino kept going for another 20 minutes before giving up.
"Need a hand?" Antonio asked. Lovino huffed still panting from being pulled under by a wave Antonio had simply floated over it like it was nothing.
"Fine!" Lovino huffed.
"I'm not helping you until I hear 'Antonio I need your help'," He teased.
"No."
"I can't hear you,"
"I hate you!"
"That's not it,"
"Go screw that French bastard and leave me alone!"
"Francis is in love with Matthew," Antonio told him. Lovino huffed looking away.
"A-Antonio… I- I need your h-help. You… you perverted jerk." He mumbled. Antonio smiled reaching out a hand. Lovino took it and Antonio pulled. He was much stronger than he had thought.
Antonio pulled him into the boat and on top of him shooting Lovino a suggestive smirk.
"You- You Bastard! Get off me!" Lovino yelled.
"But you're on top of me Lovi~," Lovino went bright red and pushed off himself towards the back of the small boat.
Lovino looked down occasionally staring at him.
He noticed the bright red coat hiding black pants and a pristine white top that was wet from Lovino landing on him. This made the top see through and stick to his well toned stomach and he had the first button undone so you could see a cross around his neck.
Antonio noticed Lovino's eyes glued to his chest and smiled.
"It's a cross," Antonio gave Lovi a cheeky grin. Lovi looked up at him shocked and scowled looking away.
"I wasn't looking at your cross bastard," Lovino scoffed looking away.
"What were you looking at then?" Antonio asked cocking his head. Lovino went slightly red.
"N-nothing!" He stuttered. "S-shut up!"
Antonio shrugged but with a smile. If only Lovino knew the Spaniard was planning on turning him into his personal slave. He even had a punishment dress picked out. He was going to use Feliciano as his slave but he now realised that Lovino would be more fun and he thought the elder Italian was much prettier than his brother. Maybe he even had a small crush on him.
He'd have to see and find out… maybe Francis could help out.
Done! Please review! The more review the more Spamano! And Prungry! And Fracethew! Or what ever you call France x Canada! Thanking LadyBanana62 who edited and will be editing the next chapter soon :D
Next Chappie soon!
-See le Fairy Witch-