*DISCLAIMER* I DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS. ALL RIGHTS TO THOSE GO TO HIDEKAZ HIMARUYA. I ONLY OWN THE PLOT OF THIS STORY.

Feelings you shouldn't feel for one of the same gender as yourself. Thoughts you shouldn't have about one who is your close friend. Things I shouldn't feel and think, yet I do. I feel those feelings. I think those thoughts. Why, you ask? I do not know. I don't think I will ever know, nor do I wish to. But, I do know this. I yearn for him. His smile, his eyes, his hair, his embrace... I want all of him to be there, by my side. Forever. I don't want him to go...not now... Not now, when he knows nothing of how much he means to me. He needs to realize this... He needs to realize... That I love him.

"Don't die... Dammit Antonio, don't die!"

~One year earlier~

I ran down the halls. "Get back here! You won't get away with this!" Kesesesesese~, I snickered in my head before turning around and sticking my tongue out at my pursuers. "You can't catch me West! No matter how much you try, you can't catch the awesome me~!"

"Dammit Bruder! Stop! You're going to-!"

My younger brother's warning came too late. I was already tumbling down the stairs. Now, if it was someone else falling down the stairs, they would have looked completely stupid. But this someone was me, and I look awesome no matter what. Even if I'm in pain. Though I do have to admit, that pain...pain is just...

"Ow... So not awesome..." I grumbled as I layed at the bottom of the stairway in a very uncomfortable position. Two pairs of hands picked me up by the arms. Someone was helping! "Kesese, thank-" I looked up to the cold blue stare of my brother. "...you..." He, along with his friend, Kiku, carried me off to the principal's office. It's only the third day of school and I'm already in trouble...Sweet! New record! But wait...

"I didn't do anything! Not yet anyway..." I told the principal, who was also my father, Mr. Beilschmidt. "Then who else could have done this, hm?" He slid a photo towards me. I could see that the photo was of one of the school's walls. Covered in some black inked graffiti which read, 'BADASS AND AWESOME'. "That wasn't me, Vatti, I swear!" He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Gilbert... I know how much trouble you get into... But this is your 4th and final year of highschool. Don't you think you could give it a break? Even just for a little while? You should be focusing on your studies, honestly. I'm starting to get a little tired of this..." "But, Vatti...!" "No buts, Gilbert. We can discuss this at home... Now, please, get back to class and behave. And you can stay after school to clean up your mess." And with that, I stood and left his office. Can't argue with Vatti... That'd get me into even more trouble. "But who could've done that... It really wasn't me..."

Sighing, I continued scrubbing the black spraypaint off the wall. If I ever find out who did this, they're going to have a little taste of an awesome pounding... "Do you not like it, mon amis~?" The hell...? I turn to find a couple of guys staring at me. I didn't recognize them. They must be new... "Like what?" One of them, a blonde, chuckled. "Ohonhon~ Our wonderful art, of course. You're washing it away, does it mean you do not appreciate it?" "So you're the bastards who did this and got me framed!" The other, a brunette, spoke this time. "No, you have it wrong amigo. We did do this, but we did not think you would be blamed for it. We were actually hoping no one would get blamed. Si, Francis?" "Oui, Antonio~. But there's an advantage to this..." Francis walked and came close to me, his eyes looking me over. "The accused one is very attractive, I like him~" I pushed him away. "Sorry Frenchy, not interested. Though, I do like your attitude. Both of yours. I mean, 'BADASS AND AWESOME'? No one else thinks that way at this school and brags about it more than me! So, naturally, I'd be framed. You two are new, so you most likely haven't heard of me yet... I'm Gilbert, Gilbert Beilschmidt." "Enchante~ Je m'appelle Francis Bonnefoy." By now, the brunette had joined us as well. "Me llamo Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, mucho gusto~."

Where the hell are they? Always late... I checked my watch for the tenth time that night. 8:00... I've been waiting for an hour now. The Frenchman and Spaniard had become my closest friends. We hung out all the time now: at school, after school, on weekends, you name it. Today Francis, Antonio, and I were supposed to be catching a movie. But as usual, they were running late. I let out a sigh. I'm thinking about just leaving when I take a glance to my right. Those guys kinda look like- "Finally! Mein Gott, you guys take forever!" Antonio and Francis jogged up to me. "I apologize for the both of us," Antonio said, "We're still getting used to the time change..." "Yeah, I remember how long it took myself to get used to being so many hours behind what I was used to...But anyway, since you two are so late, you get to pay for the snacks!"

Mein Gott, that movie... It was horrible. I completely forgot that it was Francis's turn to pick the movie to watch. And of course, he just had to pick a sappy romance movie... But, hey, at least it was over now. "Well mon amis, I must take my leave." "Kesese~ Staying at Arthur's again tonight?" "Why, of course~" Francis started to walk away, and quickly blew a kiss in our direction. "Au revoir~" After waving goodbye, I turned to Antonio. "So what should we do now?" "Why don't you come over to my place, have some drinks?" "Antonio, this is America, we can't drink yet." "Ah, si. But amigo, we are European, we're of drinking age in our home countries!" I wasn't completely sure if that made it okay. Then again, I couldn't give less of a fuck. There wasn't much else to do and I haven't had alcohol for some time now. Plus, I haven't been to Antonio's yet. Shrugging, I replied, "Okay then. Sure, let's go."

It was so fucking awesome. I mean like, really fucking awesome. Tonio had so much alcohol, it wasn't even funny. He had all kinds, mostly wine, but also variations of beer and vodka. We were sitting on his couch as we consumed large amounts of the liquor. I couldn't really remember exactly how many bottles of beer I chugged down. I lost track after ten. Tonio and I were so drunk. Slurred speech and all. "Hey, hey. *hic* Tonio. Did you know that my kisses are the best?" "*hic* No, didn't know that~" "Ja! The girls are always begging for my kisses! Especially Elizaveta! She's a pretty good kisser herself! And she was the one who said I have the best kisses. It'd take one to know one, naturally! Kesesesese~!" Antonio smirked slightly, "Then maybe I should see if Elizaveta is right~"

The brunette leaned into me, our lips meeting. Being drunk and all, I didn't have a problem with it. Instead of pushing him away like I would've done if I were mentally aware of the situation, I grabbed onto the collar of Antonio's shirt and pulled him down ontop of me as I layed on my back and we french kissed. Our tongues fought for dominance, I did my best to gain control. Unfortunately, Antonio refused to give in and ended up winning the fight instead. Oh well.

I could taste the wine on his lips. It made me want him with a burning passion.

Before we knew it, we were stark naked(and the color of burned scones! *shot*) and back in Tonio's room. The only thing that could be heard was the slapping of skin on skin contact as I was screwed into the bed and the many moans, groans, and pants coming from the both of us. "Hah...Tonio...F-fuck..." I breathed as he thrusted faster. My fingers curled into his bed sheets, and I let out a loud sound as the Spaniard hit a spot which had me seeing stars. I can just imagine the smirk that was probably on his face then... He leaned forward onto my back, continuing to thrust into that spot inside me, and started nibbling on my ear. A sensitive spot of mine... Damn him and his guessing skills! I whimpered as I neared my end. I wasn't going to finish first! I refused! So I forced myself to not release, which by the way was hell. Then finally the moment came when Antonio let out a few grunts then a low groan as his seed shot inside of me. The force of it hitting my prostate made me release right away, pretty violently I might add since I was holding it in for a few minutes. Together, we collapsed onto the soft matress. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

~The next morning~

Even though thick curtains were preventing most of it to pierce my eyes, I couldn't stand what little sunlight was streaming into the room. My head was throbbing, and on top of that, my ass hurt like fuck for whatever reason. All I remember was that I came to Tonio's for some drinks and I had a weird dream where we did it in his bed... The sun still continued to hurt my squinted eyes. Ugh...Stupid sun... I closed my eyesand turned in my bed to get away from it. My hand was then touching a smooth surface...like...like... something that wasn't my pillow or one of Ludwig's dogs... Opening my eyes slightly, I saw tan...skin! My eyes widened and darted around the room frantically as I sat up. This isn't my room! Looking over to the body beside me, I saw that it was Antonio. Th-that wasn't a dream... It really happened... Antonio fucked me! Instead of feeling disgust like I thought I would be feeling, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I heaved. Oh, maybe that's just the beer I had...

After leaving the lovely smell of vomit in the bathroom, I went back to Tonio's room. I stared at his still sleeping body. Oh gott, what will happen when he wakes up..? He'll never want to see my face again... Unless... I smiled as I got an idea. Unless he thinks it was all a dream like I did! Haha! Awesome! Now I just have to make sure it looks like I was never here... I gathered my clothes and dressed myself. With one last look at that tan face, I left just like that.

Yep. Just like that. I like this story so far. c: Sorry with all the update delays... School is just...ugh... And I've had no motivation to write lately at all(minus this!)...