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Hello everyone! So this is a rather fluffish story and I don't think it'll be too long. I'm thinking about eleven chapters but that can always change.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. :(

Chapter one

Feliciano had always been a happy and friendly child. He was loved by his subjects and had always been polite and an overall delightful person. So his reaction to his betrothal had been quite a suprise.

"Feliciano?"

"Oh sorry," Feliciano quickly looked up to his Grandfather. His mind had started to wander while the royals started talking about politics. Usually it toom them a while to finish so he was quite suprised to hear his name being called.

His grandfather chuckled slightly before continuing.

"As I was saying, our country has been under a lot of stress. While our country has come to a seize fire with The Holy Roman Empire; peace still is balancing on a knife's point. So to ensure the safety of our country we have decided to become allied with Spain through marriage. So we have come to an arranged marriage between the Spanish crown prince Antonio-" he said nodding at the brunette royal at the other end of the table "- and my own grandson Feliciano. "

The news hit Feliciano hard as he sat shell shocked in his chair. He thought he would've had more time. That maybe if his brother Lovino was married off he could've been spared the same fate. Instead his elder brother remained unattached and Feliciano would have his childhood cut short. He quickly stumbled out of his chair ignoring the voices behind him and ran out of the room. He ran almost blindly up to his room.

Lovino was stunned. His always happy brother had just left the room upset. Sure his brother cried at everything, even overcooked pasta, however this seemed entirely different. However the thing that kept him in his seat instead of everyone else in the room who had ran after Feli was the other news. His Grandfather had chosen Feli over him despite the fact that he was the elder of the two. It was clear why he had done it. Feli was opptimistic and happy while Lovino was sullen and swore in abundance. Feli had always been the favorite while Lovino sat on the sidelines. Before Lovino could get too caught up in his self pitying thoughts a voice dragged him to reality.

"Hello, I'm sorry we haven't been properly introduced. My name is Antonio," He spoke with a beautiful spanish accent. Lovino looked up to see gorgeous green eyesand tan skin under curly chocolate hair. To say this this man was handsome would be an understatement. It took a few moments to realize what he was doing by staring at his brother's fiance and reply.

"My name is Lovino, you bastard." Lovino muttered looking back down at the table, ready for the repirmand he usually got from swearing. Instead he heard a laugh fill the room and not a mocking one. He quickly glanced up startled by the spainards behavior.

"I'm sorry I was just suprised and when your face turned red like a tomato I couldn't help myself. It was so cute!" Antonio sputtered out in between laughs.

"Shut up I do not look like a fucking tomato!" Lovino felt his face blush even more causing the spainard to reupt into giggles once again.

"Oh don't get mad! I love tomatos and you look so cute!"

"I am not cute you tomato bastard." He spat out glaring at the air headed prince who was looking on with a grin.

"Oh but you so are."

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So if you liked this or you didn't please review, favorite and follow. This was just a quick intro chapter and everything will pick up in the next one!

See you next chapter!

~Ash