DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia.

This is my first fanfic :3

~Lovino~

"-And that's how we prove that plants don't absorb food from their roots." The teacher droned on, looking more bored than the rest of the class.

As if it were a miracle, the bell rung causing everyone to scurry out of the classroom to get out of this hell hole.

I slumped against the wall in the corridor, waiting for my stupid brother to get his ass out here so we wouldn't miss the bus. He was probably still hanging around that potato-bastard that he seemed to love oh so very much.

Before I could think any more sickening thoughts, I was glomped by none other than the pasta-loving idiot.

"Veh~ Fratello I'm sorry! Ludwig was arranging plans to come over for dinner! Isn't that great? I'll have to make wurst and pasta and-"

"If you keep us up any longer we're gonna miss the bus AGAIN!"

"…Sorry Fratello…" He said looking like a kicked puppy. I almost felt sorry for him.

We lumbered onto the bus and had to sit near the back since either all the seats were taken, or contained two year old gum.

As I seen we were getting closer to our stop, I stood up as usual, when suddenly the bus driver decided to brake violently, and I crashed into some tall, tan guy that I'd never seen before, letting out a manly squeal doing so. If he hadn't of caught me I would've face planted onto the floor.

"What the hell bastard!" I shouted at the stranger.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He said smiling his head off like he had just won a lifetime supply of tomatoes.

He didn't even accuse me of bumping into him, even as we were getting off the bus. I glared at the bus driver, not paying for the trip after the incident that had just occurred. Bastard didn't deserve my money.

Feliciano waved to me and ran down the street like he was on drugs. He obviously wanted to beat me home, not that I cared.

As I was headed down the street by myself it was like that guy from the bus was following me, even when I crossed the road to my house. It was weirding me out.

"Hey bastardo, are you following me?" I said glaring intently.

"Huh? Oh, no I live next door. I just moved in yesterday."

"Then why didn't I see you move in?"

"You were probably at school. Today was my first day. Oh! I forgot to introduce myself I'm Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo~"

"…Lovino Vargas" I muttered.

"Well, I'm sure I'll be seeing you around then. Oh wait! Do you and your brother like tomatoes?"

He must really be a stalker. Our household basically lives off tomatoes. Feliciano was probably inside right now making either pasta or pizza. With extra tomatoes of course.

"Yeah, I guess. Why?" I said casually, trying not to announce my undying love for tomatoes.

"Ahaha, I kinda went crazy and brought more tomatoes than my family can eat~ Would you like to take some home? I literally can't fit them in the pantry." He said running his fingers through his curly mop of hair, still with that never-ending grin on his face.

"Uh sure I guess, it would save some shopping and my brother would want to be your BFF. Be wary of his crazy German boyfriend though."

The grin on his face got larger, if that's even possible. He disappeared into his house only to return with three bags of tomatoes. The look on my face was utter shock as I was thinking of how many bags he had in his own house.

"Here Lovi~" Antonio said as he was handing the bags to me. "I hope we can become great amigos"

"Wait. Did you call me Lovi?" I almost shrieked.

The bastard laughed and headed into his own house.

I frowned before heading into my own home, awaiting Feliciano's reaction to the three bags of tomatoes I have in my hands.

I'm sorry if this sucks, as I said at the top this is my first fanfiction.