HIIII~! Welcome to the first chapter of Never Forgotten! (It SHOULD be called, why-the-hell-am-i-writing-this-when-i-have-a-whole-other-fanfic-to-finish!) Anyway, PastaXBunny: Thank you for ,1, being my inspiration for morning Lovi, and ,2, just being my support! Hidekaz Himaruya owns Hetalia, not me. -_-' Enjoy~!
Lovino stood up slowly.
His uniform was torn, he had cuts everywhere, he was bleeding, he had many bruises, and he was limping with his right leg.
Smog filled the air as he looked around and saw the dead bodies sprawled all over the grounds. Blood...So much blood...
He and his men fought so hard! Why was it ending like this?
His brother. Where was his brother? The Italian man looked around him frantically for the younger nation.
Suddenly, he heard a cry of pain. He turned around quickly to see the form of his brother falling to the ground.
He ran as quickly as he could over to Feliciano. The northern half of the country had been stabbed by one of the other side's men.
He was in so much pain...
It wasn't safe for him to be here taking care of his brother. They'd both be killed that way. Lovino called out words he had never called out before "RETREAT!"
This would be the first of many times.
As his men ran back, Lovino picked up his beloved brother and carried him bridal style, away from the battlefield.
In the hospital tent, Feliciano hadn't awakened. Lovino sat next to him and cried, and prayed, and talked to the unconscious country. He acted like he didn't care about his brother but he really did. He loved him more than anything in the world. He blamed himself for that day.
That was so long ago...
"Lovi~! Wake up!"
I kind of grumbled and rolled over, ignoring my brother's wake up call.
"Wake up, Lovi!"
Suddenly I felt all of my brother's body weight crushing down on me. He is NOT as light as he looks...
I bolted upright. "WHAT THE HELL, VENEZIANO?"
"Yay~Lovi's awake!"
"IF YOU DON'T LEAVE RIGHT NOW, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU."
I knew he didn't mean to piss me off...he just...did.
"But Lovi..."
"GET. OUT."
He left the room, looking slightly defeated. I looked at my alarm clock.
"8:30? MIO DIO, VENEZIANO! Why the hell are you waking me that early?"
Usually I slept until at least 11:45...but because I was already wide awake, I decided to get up.
I walked downstairs in my groggy, grouchy state.
"Lovi!" He came over to try and hug me and I dodged it. I didn't really want a hug from him now. Most times I wouldn't give a rat's ass, but when you wake ME up earlier than I want to get up, you have asked for two things.
(1) Me to hate you for the rest of the day and (2) for all of hell to break loose.
"Lovi~! I made breakfast! It's your favorite kind of cake too!" (AN: Apparently in Italy, sweets like cake and pastries are considered as breakfast)
"Hmph. Whatever." I acted like I didn't care, though I was kind of happy that my little brother made me cake...ONLY BECAUSE IT TASTES GOOD, DAMMIT!
"Why'd- *eat* -you wake me -*eat*- this damn- *eat* - early?" I said in between chews.
"Ve~...I want to spend today with fratello so I got up extra early!"
"You wasted your time, ingrate."
"Oh, okay then~! Maybe another day then?"
"Pfft! As if!" (AN: OMG XIGBAR! Lol, sorry had to point that out :P I'll shut up now.)
I stood up and put my plate in the sink for my brother to wash. "I'm going to tomato bastard's. Ciao."
"Ooh! Ooh! Tell him I said hi! And bring me back a churro please! Grazie Lovi!"
He hugged me as I started walking out the door. He said quietly, "Stare al sicuro, Lovi ..."
Stay safe, Lovi.
For some reason, whenever I left he'd always say that...every time I'd say the same thing.
"Yeah, whatever, Ciao."
I had already started walking down the sidewalk when I thought, 'He never stopped smiling...Even when I insulted him...he...didn't stop smiling...how does he do that.? And on top of that today is...' I paused mid-thought to stop thinking about that...that...event...
I walked for a good bit until I finally reached Antonio's house. (AN: Last one I promise! Remember they're countries so they can do randomly awesome things that normal humans can't. Prussia: I was called? I heard awesome so I must have been called!)
When I walked up to the door, I was about to knock but the door flew wide open before I could. "Lovi! Mi tomate!"
I walked past him with a slight "Pfft."
"Lovi? What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, bastard!" I felt my facial features become more sad than angry.
He looked at me, clearly showing concern. But then the realization dawned on him. "Is it...That? Today is the-?"
"Yeah. Shut up about it..."
I really did NOT want to talk about it.
YAY! End of first chapter! Not much to say except...Review please! :D BTW. Sorry this is short, It's only a glance at the story to come! What the- *is being chased by the people who want her to finish her other fic* NOOO! Don't Kill me! DX