A loud crack of thunder erupted from the skies above Madrid, Spain. Bright sparks of lighting accompanied the loud booms of thunder as fat raindrops practically poured from above. It was only about five in the morning and yet the streets were slicked with water and topped with puddles. Some people could sleep through these sounds of thunder and pelting raindrops on their roofs but some could not. Lovino and Antonio, the two nations of Southern Italy and Spain had no trouble sleeping through storms.

In the master bedroom of their Spanish villa, the couple laid asleep. Limbs crossed over each other, tangled in red silk bed sheets and snoring ever so slightly, the loud storm had no effect over them. On the other hand, it did bother a certain someone in the other room.

"Mama!"

Lovino didn't react; he simply turned over and snuggled under the blankets some more. A few silent seconds passed before the sky emitted a loud roar of thunder and silver streaks of lightning.

"Mama! Papí!"

In a matter of seconds, the master bedroom door was slammed open as a little boy ran in. The couple barely had time to sit up before they were pushed back down because the little boy had jumped on their bed.

"Mama the storm is so loud, it's so scary!" The little boy rambled, tears spilling out of his hazel eyes.

Lovino rubbed his eyes, which were identical to the boy's, before they sat up once more with their son in front of them. The little boy was clinging to Antonio's shirt, crying and sniffling.

"Mi hijo, it's okay, it's just a little rain." Antonio assured him, rubbing small, comforting circles in his son's back.

"Sí Alessandro, it's just thunder." Lovino said, kissing the top of the boy's head. "Nothing to be worried about bambino."

"But it's scary thunder mama!" The six year old protested, rubbing his tears away. "Papí, you'll protect me right?"

"Of course I will." Antonio smiled.

"Do you want to sleep with us, Ale?" Lovino asked.

Alessandro wasted no time in nodding eagerly. The three of them laid down, Alessandro of course was in the middle, nestled between both of his parents. It didn't take very long for Antonio to go to sleep, he was glad to welcome it since he had to wake up again for work in two hours. Lovino started falling asleep but Alessandro just couldn't, the sounds of rain were distracting him.

"Mama why does it rain?" Alessandro asked.

"Hm?" Lovino half opened his eyes. "Because the trees and plants outside need water."

"Oh." Alessandro nodded. "But why does it thunder?"

"I don't know bambino." Lovino said sleepily.

"Can we find out why tomorrow?" Alessandro wondered.

"Sure." Lovino nodded, closing his eyes.

It was silent for a moment before the little boy spoke up once more.

"Mama, I can't sleep." Alessadro said, "Can you sing me a song?"

Lovino opened his eyes once more and nodded. Alessandro cuddled up to his mother's chest as Lovino started to sing softly.

"Fa la ninna, fa la nanna, nella braccia della mama." Lovino sang, holding his son close and petting his curly hair affectionately. A pang of thunder broke out in the sky.

Alessandro flinched a little at the thunder but continued to listen to his mother's comforting voice. "Fa la ninna bel bambin, fa la nanna bambin bel." Lovino kissed his sons head before continuing the lullaby, "Fa la ninna, fa la nanna, nella braccia della mama."

A few moments of silence passed before Lovino looked down at his son who seemed to have fallen asleep. The Italian nation couldn't help but to smile at the little boy, it seemed like just yesterday he was a cheerful baby. Now he was a cheerful six year old that just kept growing and growing. Still through out these years, he was the best thing to happen to the two nations.

Lovino closed his eyes, cuddling Alessandro close to him. The rain still poured out side, the sound of it filling up the room. Within minuets, Lovino had fallen asleep.

A few hours later, the small family had woken up and started getting ready for their day. Antonio was on the phone with his boss, walking around the house, gathering papers he needed from his office and getting his briefcase ready for work. Lovino was frying up some churros for breakfast, they were Alessandro's favorite and after the thunderstorm scare at 5am, Lovino thought it would be a nice treat.

"How many do you want, bambino?" Lovino asked, taking the pastries out of the frying pan.

"Hmm.. Can I have two, mama?" Alessandro asked from his seat at the table.

Lovino nodded in reply, stacking a small plate with food. He placed the plate down on the table in front of Alessandro and the little boy smiled happily. After a small smile of his own, Lovino walked over to the coffee maker and poured two cups, one for himself and one for Antonio. Speaking of the Spaniard, he rushed into the kitchen just as Lovino set the coffee pot back down.

"My boss is going to kill me." Antonio said, fixing his tie.

"Why?" Lovino asked, getting out a third mug for Alessandro's hot chocolate.

"Because I'm going to be a few minuets late for work." Antonio replied, grabbing a mug of coffee off of the counter.

"Your boss is too uptight, don't let him get to you." Lovino said, pouring hot chocolate from a pot that was on the stove into a small mug.

"I'll try not too." Antonio said before downing almost half of his cup of coffee.

Just as Lovino set the mug of hot chocolate down beside Alessandro, Antonio kissed both of their cheeks in a hurry.

"I'm leaving, I'll see you both later tonight." Antonio said.

"Alright, don't forget that Feli is coming over later." Lovino reminded him.

"Zio Feli is coming over?" Alessandro smiled with a mouth full of churros, Lovino nodded.

"Oh I can't wait!" Antonio smiled, "Well adios, los quiero mucho!"

"Te quiero también, papí." Alessandro said with a grin.

"Ti amo anch'io, tesoro." Lovino smiled.

With that, Antonio set his mug back down on the counter then went on his way for work. So, Lovino and Alessandro carried out their day like usual.

The day proceeded as it usually did when Antonio went to work. Days like this had some sort of unofficial schedule. It started off with cleaning after breakfast, which Alessandro absolutely hated even though his mother claimed that the house needed to stay clean. It was funny, whenever the six year old tried cleaning up, he ended up knocking something over due to his clumsiness. It always left Lovino with feelings of nostalgia from his childhood.

It took about an hour or two until the house seemed to be clean enough so Lovino deemed them both fit for a nap. The two of them were fast asleep on the couch, Lovino laid out with Alessandro sleeping soundly on his chest. The sound of soft snores and the tv playing quietly could be heard. All seemed calm and peaceful. That is until a few excited knocks of the front door echoed through the house. The two nations jolted awake, confused and a little grumpy.

"What the fu-" Lovino began before he looked at his son's confused face. Boy, it took every ounce of his will not to curse in front of the little nation. Alessandro was very impressionable.

"Mama do you think that's zio?" Alessandro asked, sitting up along with his mother.

"Probably." Lovino nodded.

The Italian scooped up his son in his arms before standing up and walking to the door. Before he could get there, there were a few more frantic knocks against the wooden door.

"Fratello!" A higher pitched voice called out.

"Hold the fu-" Lovino paused then sighed. Damn Antonio for reinforcing this 'no cursing' policy.

Lovino twisted the knob before he swung the front door open. Feliciano stood there with his small- but growing- family. Lovino smiled at his nephews who were looking up to him happily.

"Ciao Lukas, Ciao Riccardo." Lovino smiled at the little boys.

"Hallo!" Lukas- who was now about seven- greeted.

The blond four year old beside him waved happily in reply, he didn't like speaking so much.

"Ve~ we don't get a hi?" Feliciano pouted as Lovino stepped aside for the family.

"You and the potato eater are not as cute as those two." Lovino protested, kicking the door shut.

"We are cute, right, Luddy?" Feli asked, clinging to his husband's arm.

"Uh Ja? I mean- Nein." Ludwig cocked an eyebrow. "I don't know how to answer that."

"I think you are cute zio Feli!" Alessandro smiled.

"Aw thank you, nipote!" Feli claimed his nephew from his brother's arms and cuddled the little boy. After some cuddles, he set the little nation down beside his own two kids.

"Vati can we go play outside with Alessandro? Bitte?" Lukas asked, his blue eyes looking sad as he pulled on his best puppy face.

"Only if your Onkel says it's okay." Ludwig replied to witch Lukas immediately looked over at Lovino.

The Italian cringed at the German word for uncle but still showed a small smile. "Sure go right ahead. But stay close to the house, don't go wandering in the fields."

"Got it, Onkel!" Lukas nodded.

With out wasting a moment, the three cousins all ran through the hallway and to the glass back door.

"They're growing up so fast." Feliciano commented as they started walking toward the kitchen.

"I know." Lovino nodded. Once they stepped inside the kitchen, Lovino immediately grabbed a bottle of wine from it's holder and opened a cabinet to retrieve a few glasses.

"Oh uh Lovino I don't want any wine." Feli turned down politely as he and Ludwig sat at the wooden kitchen island.

Lovino quirked an eyebrow at that, then put the extra glass away. The expensive red wine filled two glasses about midway until Lovino shut the bottle again with the cork. He was still a little stumped that Feli refused wine, he NEVER refused wine. It was his favorite right along with pasta or pizza. Unless..

"You're pregnant aren't you?" Lovino narrowed his eyes at his little brother as he handed Ludwig a glass.

"What? W-What are you talking about?" Feli laughed nervously.

Both Ludwig and Lovino shot Feliciano a look. Ludwig's look said, 'Come on who are you kidding, Lovino's not that stupid' and Lovino's look practically said, 'Don't fuck with me, tell me the truth'. Feliciano sighed, drumming his fingers against the island surface.

"Alright, alright I'm pregnant, you've got me." Feli grinned.

Lovino shook his head, with disbelief. Another baby? Already? Riccardo was only four years old. He couldn't imagine what Feli would do with a newborn. Imagining himself in the same scenario made him feel even crazier than just thinking about it. Thank God babies weren't something that he and Antonio talked about.

"Lovino?"

Said nation snapped out of his daze and looked back at his brother. "I think you're crazy." Lovino managed to say before taking a sip of his drink.

"What why?" Feli asked.

"Because that means you'll have three kids. It's like you two never take a break." Lovino replied, "You guys fuck like rabbits."

"This is our last baby! Honest!" Feliciano said, holding up his arms in defense.

"You say that now but watch in two years you'll be complaining that you want another one." Ludwig said.

"I promise I won't!" Feliciano replied. "But only if we have a girl this time. I really want a little girl."

For a moment, Lovino's thoughts slipped and he imagined himself with a daughter of his own. Said imaginary daughter would probably be the cutest thing in the world. But he quickly snapped himself out of it, he didn't really like to get caught up in thoughts about having another baby. Lovino set his glass down on the counter beside him.

"I'd laugh if you had another boy." Lovino teased.

"I would cry." Feliciano joked. "But I'd still love my bambino anyway."

Hours passed, the sun stood high up in the sky for a while then set almost as quickly as it had come. Time really seemed to fly by. It was around six 'o clock when Lovino and Feliciano started to prepare dinner. The kids had come back inside a few minuets earlier and they were seated at the table with Ludwig. Alessandro insisted that his uncle teach him how to speak German and so Ludwig was happy to oblige, starting off with basics.

"I can't believe my bambino wants to learn that potato language." Lovino rolled his eyes as he stirred tomato sauce in a pot.

"German is such a nice language." Feli insisted, rolling out the dough on the counter. "It's cute when Lukas speaks it. I hardly ever hear Riccardo speak it though."

"Is it really that rare for the kid to talk?" Lovino asked.

"Sí, unfortunately it is." Feli sighed. "He only talks to Ludwig and I. Sometimes he'll talk to Lukas but that's not very common. The Doctors say his mutism is selective and it's part of an anxiety disorder. Maybe he's like that because his country keeps to itself; I mean his nation is practically isolated. But at least he's learning sign language."

"Oh really?" Lovino wondered before he turned his attention over to the table where their little ones sat.

Sure enough, there was Riccardo, signing off a few words to his father as he smiled. It seemed as though the little boy chose only to talk to his parents when they were alone. Alessandro seemed to be observing his cousin's signing until he looked over at Lovino.

"Mama, guess what!" Alessandro exclaimed from his seat.

"What?" Lovino grinned.

"Ich habe dich liebe!" Alessandro replied, a bright smile on his face.

The Italian could feel his eye twitch somewhat at the language and it took all of his might not to cringe at the sound of his baby speaking German.

"It means I love you." Feliciano told him, trying not to laugh at his brother's reaction.

"I love you too, bambino." Lovino finally managed to say.

Before Alessandro could say another word, the sound of the front door opening caught everyone's attention. Alessandro let out an adorable gasp as he sat up straight.

"Papí's home!" The little boy exclaimed, practically jumping out of his seat.

"Onkel Toni!" Lukas smiled almost as happy as his cousin before he jumped out of his seat as well.

Riccardo was still in his seat. He was smart enough to safely get down from his chair. After he got down, he followed his brother and cousin to go see his cheerful uncle. A few moments of laughs and delightful greetings passed before Antonio entered the room with all of the children clinging to him. Lovino had almost forgotten that Lukas and Riccardo's love for Antonio was almost identical to Alessandro's love for him. His nephews loved being around his dim-witted husband. Lovino would never admit how cute it was.

"Hola." Antonio greeted with a smile.

"Ciao, Toni." Feli smiled in return.

"Hallo, Antonio." Ludwig greeted back, turning to face the Spaniard.

Lovino put the wooden spoon he was holding back down on the counter before he walked over to his husband so he could give him a proper greeting.

"Ciao, amore." Lovino grinned, kissing Antonio's cheek.

"Aw, Lovi, don't I get more than that?" Antonio teased playfully before puckering his lips.

Lovino rolled his eyes before leaning in and connecting their lips in short, sweet kiss. The little ones below them 'oooh'd in wonder and Lovino could feel himself blush.

"Go play with the potato eater you little monsters." Lovino joked.

"Okay mama." Alessandro laughed.

The three children ran back over to their places at the table with Ludwig. Lovino took Antonio's hand and led him over to the stove, which was giving off divine smells of tomato sauce and different seasonings.

"Guess the fuck what." Lovino said to his husband.

"Lovi, the kids." Antonio reminded.

"They're not paying attention to me, don't worry." Lovino picked up his wooden spoon before he dipped it back into the sauce. "Guess who's pregnant again."

In an instant, Lovino regretted phrasing his question like that due to how Antonio's eyes lit up. The Spaniard smiled so brightly and sweetly, it was disgustingly cute.

"Lovi you're pregnant!? Ay Dios mio, I can't believe it!" Antonio exclaimed, going to give his lover a hug.

"Not me, tomatoes for brains." Lovino rolled his eyes as his husband clung to him. "The idiota beside me."

Antonio turned his attention to his brother in law who was smiling awkwardly as he held his hand up a little.

"Oh." Antonio laughed nervously.

Lovino patted his head as some form of comfort.

"Mhm, it's true. Luddy and I are going to have another bambino in a few months." Feliciano smiled.

"Congratulations!" Antonio smiled.

"Grazie." Feliciano said, returning the smile. "But speaking of that little misunderstanding, when are you and Lovino going to have another baby?"

Both Lovino and Antonio looked toward each other, exchanging a gawky look. They had never really talked about having another baby after Alessandro was born. They had both just assumed that the little boy was enough and they should keep it at that. However, it would be a lie if they each said they never thought about another little one running around, another little one to love and to hold.

"Uh guys?" Feliciano wondered seeing as though they had both a bit dazed out.

"Oh huh? Pff never." Lovino assured his brother, pushing away from Antonio's hold. "Ale is enough for us. We don't want or need another kid."

But that was somewhat of a lie.

"Sure." Feli rolled his eyes, not believing either of them.

After dinner, Feli and his family stayed for a little while longer before they said their goodbyes and headed back home. Alessandro was sad to see them go but Antonio assured him that they would see the family again soon. Lovino and Antonio let Alessandro stay up an hour past bed time that night and the little boy was extremely delighted at that. However, when it was actually time for him to go to bed, he just didn't want to.

"Pero papí, no tengo seuño." Alessandro pouted as his father carried him upstairs, Lovino followed behind them.

"I don't believe that, you must be a little tired." Antonio smiled.

"Nuh uh! Not even a little bit!" The smaller nation protested but to no avail.

"Bambino you have to go to sleep. You want to be a big strong nation when you grow up, right?" Lovino told him.

At this point, Alessandro was looking over Antonio's shoulder to see his mother, and he nodded his little head vigorously.

"Sí mama, I wanna be a strong nation like you and papí!" Alessandro replied.

"And big strong nations need their sleep, bambino." Lovino said but Alessandro still pouted.

Once they reached the little boy's room, Antonio laid him down on his bed. The little nation's pout remained on his face as his father fixed the blankets and placed his tomato print sheet over him.

"Mi tomate don't pout." Antonio said. "Tomorrow we'll spend the whole day together, okay?"

"Really?!" Alessandro's hazel eyes lit up with excitement.

"Mhm." Antonio hummed with a smile before he kissed his sons button nose. "Buenas noches, Ale."

"Buenas noches, papí." Alessandro smiled sleepily.

Next was Lovino's turn, and so the Italian nation made his way to his sleepy son.

"Buona notte, bambino." Lovino grinned before brushing some of Alessandro's curls away to give him a forehead kiss.

The loving gesture put a small smile on Alessandro's face before he mumbled out a, "Buona notte, mama."

After Alessandro closed his eyes, Lovino and Antonio quietly exited the room, leaving the door slightly cracked open.

The couple went through their nightly routine in order to get ready for bed. They took a shower together, brushed their teeth and put on the most comfy pajamas they had. Once they were settled, they lay down beside each other and so began their nightly cuddle session. Lovino laid his head on Antonio's chest, closing his eyes and just focusing on his lover's heartbeat. The room was quiet and the atmosphere was calm. Until Antonio decided to start talking.

"Having Feli and Ludwig over was fun." Antonio spoke up.

"Mhm." Lovino hummed sleepily.

"It was funny when I thought you were the pregnant one, huh?" Antonio said, no doubt with a grin on his face.

"Hilarious." Lovino replied, snuggling up closer to his husband.

"But I mean i-it wasn't such a crazy thought." Antonio said, wrapping an arm around Lovino.

"No it wa-" Lovino stopped himself, opened his eyes and looked up at the Spaniard. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm just saying.. What if you did get pregnant again?" Antonio explained.

"You and I both know that is probably never going to happen." Lovino said, a hint of sadness plagued his voice as he turned and looked into Antonio's eyes. "Besides, we already have a kid. I mean we should be thankful just to have Ale."

"I am thankful for our bebé, incredibly thankful. I just- I've been thinking about it for some time. Ever since Feliciano and Ludwig had Riccardo, I have to admit, the idea of another baby doesn't sound so bad." Antonio told him.

The Italian propped himself up on his elbow and thought over what Antonio was telling him. Did he really want another baby? It didn't seem like it could ever happen again, Alessandro for the most part was a miracle. What made Antonio think that they'd be able to have another kid? And sure, it was sort of a nice thought to have another little one but the effort would be too much and Lovino just wasn't so sure if he wanted to go through a repeat of seven years ago.

"Amore, do you really want to go through all of that all over again?" Lovino asked. "I mean, getting pregnant with Ale wasn't a walk in the park. It was really stressful and we even fought about it that one time-"

Antonio cut Lovino's sentence short by leaning in and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips.

"Mi corazón, you worry too much." Antonio told him. "I know we can have another baby! Please!" He begged.

Lovino cocked his eyebrow, still processing everything. The room went silent for a moment and Lovino thought of all the things he could and should say. He wanted to say yes. He wanted to be able to try just once and for that to be the end of it, for him to be pregnant after just one go. But that wouldn't happen. It would never happen and he knew that. Did he really want to go through the heartache of trying to conceive? Was it really worth it?

"I-I'll think about it." Lovino rolled his eyes.

Antonio's face lit up and his lips formed a cheerful smile. "Really?"

"I said I'd think about it, I didn't give you a definite answer, idiota." Lovino reminded him.

"I know, I know, lo siento." Antonio apologized. "I just got a little excited."

"I can tell." Lovino replied, lying back down with his head on Antonio's chest. "Buona notte, bastardo."

"Lovi you're going to sleep so soon~?" Antonio asked sensually, snaking one of his hands under Lovino's shirt.

The Italian squeaked and jumped a bit.

"Your hands are fucking freezing!" Lovino snapped.

"Lo siento, I was just trying to be sexy!" Antonio protested.

"You're such an idiot. God you're lucky I love you." Lovino retorted.

"So.. no sex?" Antonio asked. "I was thinking we could get a head start on trying for a baby."

"I didn't give you a definite answer." Lovino told him. "So go to sleep."

"Okay fine." Antonio nodded.

The room was quiet for a few moments and Lovino thought he could finally get a little bit of sleep.

"But Lovi~" Antonio piped up.

"Dio mio, Antonio. Fine." Lovino gave in, in all honestly, he knew he wanted it too.

Antonio was more than thrilled and so began their fun filled evening. Lovino still needed some time to think about the whole 'baby' thing. While he did want another one, he wasn't so sure if they should put themselves through another situation like that. Though, he supposed that he would just pray and maybe they wouldn't have as much bad luck this time around.

A/N: Hey guys I know it's been such a long time since the last one finished but here is the start of the sequel! Yes, the story is going to be focused on their decision on whether or not they're going to have a baby and it's going to follow their lives now. Of course, it's going to be full of all the other nations and their adorable kids as well! The other chapters will get better, I promise! Again, I apologize for how long it took me to start this, I was stumped on it for a bit and of course, procrastination doesn't help! But I'm just glad this is up so chapter two should be up soon as well. Thanks for reading, it means a lot to me (: Review, lovelies~

(( And if you've just so happened to stumble across this sequel and have not read the first story, just go to my page and you'll see the first story is called Trying))