Author's Note

Bah. This is my first time writing for Hetalia O-: I hope I did some justice to my favourite pairing? :-)) I honestly like fem!Romano more than fem!Spain but what the heck, I love her too and I think we need more fem!Spain in this world. It's hard to write in Lovi's POV since I try not to curse as much as possible and if I do, it's when I'm really mad and all that so, ugh. I personally think this sucks but I promise to get better D-: I hope you do enjoy this though :-D Btw, title is very tentative and will probably change if I think of something better 8-D

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Hetalia. If I did, I wouldn't bother writing fan fiction. And just look at the term fan fiction. Obviously, I'm just a fan :-D

Unreasonable

Prologue

I don't really remember how it happened. All I know is that it just did. Do you know how a bubble just suddenly bursts when you let it just float in the air? Yeah, it was like that. So, I can't exactly calculate how it happened. All I know is that I think she's gorgeous but I wouldn't admit that. It would just make her think I'm so "adorable and was just like a tomato" and make her want to pinch my cheeks "forever and ever", and that would be a pain.

Besides, you know that "age is not a barrier" thing? That is a lie, a huge and horrible lie. I mean, she's a senior and meanwhile, I am just a freshman. Plus, she's way taller than me and I feel like crap next to her. How the hell would that ever work out? She treated me like some fucking little brother!

But we were friends. We were really good friends ever since we were children but I felt something greater, and I wouldn't dare admit it. That would be just so fucking stupid of me. And it would ruin everything. And I wouldn't want that. So I just end up calling her stupid and telling her I hate her more than anyone. Or sometimes, when I'm really pissed, I called her a bastard but then again, she's a girl. I still don't know how that would work out.

Anyway, as afraid I am to admit it, I love her very much. It's just so much that it bugs me a lot. I can't stop thinking about her, and how nice she was, how pretty she was, and I couldn't help but recall the vague scent of tomatoes when I think about her. Apparently, she uses tomato perfume. It's weird but it's just the way I like it since I fucking love tomatoes. And it's also quite weird how she calls me a tomato and says she loves tomatoes too. But then again, it's probably just some pet name.

Sometimes, I wish my parents didn't have to be friends with hers. I wish my parents could have taken care of me after school. Sometimes, I've wished that I didn't have to meet her, or discover the wonders of churros and paella and all those Spanish food. But no; they just had to entrust Feliciano and I to the Carriedos after school since they had to work until quite a late hour. I remembered that she would bring two of her friends home a lot every day.

One was this perverted-looking (oh wait, he really is a pervert) French bastard named Francis, and the other was another girl who was extremely "awesome" and loud named Gillian. Apparently, she likes to deny the fact that she is in fact German and demands to be called a Prussian. The trio made up this group called the Bad Touch Trio by others who didn't know them so well and they pretty much earned a bad reputation in school because of all the pranks they do. But to me, they were just plain Francis, Gillian and Anita, who I played with a lot back when I was a bit younger.

Yes, her name was Anita. She was Spanish, loved tomatoes, and acted like a huge baby despite her size. But, she had another side to her too; this "dark side" that she didn't like showing off. She acted like my older sister and demanded that she was to be made my babysitter, even if it was actually her mother doing the actual work, like the cooking and cleaning up after us among others, and all she ever did was play with me and Feli. We were—scratch that, we are still friends and I think that's all it's ever going to be. But I do love the naggy and clingy bitch a lot, and it was more than she could ever imagine.

Another Note 8-D

I'm pretty sure that sucked D-: But I hope you enjoyed it anyway? This is only a prologue. Actual plot starts in the actual first chapter of this story. Oh, and POVs switch from time to time. If you can't tell, this was in Lovi's POV. Might be writing in Anita's next? I really don't know. I don't plan these things okay D-: Lovi seems like a sap but hey, these are his inner thoughts and Spain is a girl here and Lovi does have a soft spot for girls 8D

Anyway, reviews, pretty please? I really need to know what's happened to my skills after such a long time of not writing.