Without a Home, But Never Forgotten

by bonavitaetgaudium

Lovino is a man who is without a home after trusting someone he shouldn't have. Andromeda is just a medical student who has an open heart. What will happen when Andromeda is fed up with seeing him starving and dying on the street? RomanoxOC don't like don't read human AU, other OCs inside. T because I'm paranoid. I AM SPAMMING YOU WITH STORIES MUAHAHAHAHA! Fluffy stuff only :)

AN: Hey guys, it's bonavitaetgaudium yet again. If I'm adding too many stories all at once, I apologize. So, the gist of this story is that Lovino is homeless because he trusted someone he shouldn't have, and only one person ever smiles at him, my friend's OC Crete, or Andromeda Karpusi. It's kinda a depressing story in the beginning, then it just gets sappy. -.-' oh well. Poor Lovi, he has no one who will help him :( This little four-line thing at the beginning is just something I decided to put in because it seemed kinda bland. Anyway, lots of Lovi and Meda fluff~! This is going to be a short story. *spins* I do not own Hetalia~! bonavitaetgaudium out~! *epic Italy run*

Brown hair.

Honey-brown eyes.

A truly loving heart.

Without a home, but never forgotten.

Lovino was huddled in the corner of the wall, his thin and hole-filled jacket pulled tightly around his bony frame. Tears streamed down his gaunt face and mingled with dirt and rain. He was cold and alone. He'd been out on the street for nearly three years, living on scraps and sleeping in the gutter. No one cared about him. He was barely twenty three and yet so close to death. So ill, so alone, so cold, and yet so young. He implored the people walking the streets for help, his heart-sickening eyes reaching out to them from sunken sockets. But no one gave anything to him. He was just another pathetic beggar on the street to them.

Lovino was positively starving, and he knew, deep in his ailing heart, that his days were numbered from this life. He began to lose hope, and he prepared for that day. The people of the city could see it, yet they either had no heart to care or no time to spare to aid the slowly dying man. Although, there was one young woman that he noticed everyday.

She was a medical student at St. John's, and Lovino knew that her heart was good. She never had time to help him, but she always gave him a loving smile as she got on the bus. Lovino grew to love that smile, and the woman whom it belonged to. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back, and her green-blue eyes reminded Lovino of the stormy sea he grew up near.

Weeks passed, and she came by less and less. Lovino began to fade from existence. But no one noticed the homeless man becoming weaker and weaker. Except for one person.