warning i do not own hetalia and its rated m for a reason

romano punched the boy and pushed him against the wall "what did you do to _!" mark laughed and punched him back pushing him to the ground but you jumped on his back and started banging his head in with your fist

"mark you jerk just because we dated for 3 days doesn't mean you have the right to try and rape me and beat up my fri-" he slammed you both back into the wall and you crumpled sliding of his back and painfully to the ground.

the itailan man ran over to you and punched him to the ground than he kicked him in the rib and pulled him up and pushed him back against the brick wall you starred in horror as you saw Lovino's past mafia self his eyes were like a bottomless pit right now and he glared at mark "don't you ever and i mean ever come near _again" he let him go and mark slid down the wall down slowly than Lovino picked you up like you were a child and you rested your head on his neck as he whispered in your ear "don't worry i got you _." you smiled sleepily and pulled the lose curl by mistake when you tried to squirm. he shivered and goosebumps formed on his neck "_-_ don't do that please"

you frowned and pulled back a little to look at him "why?"

"a Italian thing and i suggest you don't do it again" he sat you on your feet seeing you were feeling better you smirked thinking he was playing and reached up to pull it again "_ stop now" you frowned as he stormed away from you "i wonder what that was all about" you followed him back to the house that you two staid in. he rented one of your rooms but you two were still pretty much in separate worlds he had a bunch of UN conferences and you had your own stuff.

you herd him slam the door and walked over to it and knocked on the door "lovi are you alright"

"y-es _-_ g-go away" you herd a grunting sound and frowned "if you need me I'm in the kitchen" you went into the kitchen and started to cook dinner

*ring**ring**ring**ring**ring* you sighed and answered it. Romano's brother Feliciano was calling you picked it up and sighed into the phone "yes he was at it again to day" you could practically hear him pouting into the phone "you where suppose to stop him I'm telling Germany"

"you better not you know how much he hates him" you sigh Italy was to clingy on Germany "besides he was protecting me something happened"

"what omg _ are you okay if someone laid a finger on your (h/c) hair so help me i'll call in everyone from the UN even quiet Matthew" he was yelling into the phone now so you had to pull it away from your ear

"I'm fine your big brother saved me but can i ask a question why did he shiver when i touched his curl" you frowned remembering it was funny at the time but now you were curious

"you didn't please tell me your lying" he laughed

"i did" the smirk came back on your face

"it's a Italian thing" he laughed into the phone "i have to go France is calling" you hung up and frowned why was everyone saying that it was a Italian thing?

you felt some arms wrap around your waist and turned around to find lovi hugging you "hi want some food its almost done" he stuck his nose into your neck and smelled (your fave shampoo) scent "Romano?"

"Please if you know whats good for you DO NOT pull the curl" he smiled "but please _ will you go out with me I'm sick of seeing you get hurt by these guys i don't want to see you that way anymore please"

you pulled away placing your hand on the stove absent mindlessly and jerked it away in a instant "I'm sorry but i- i can't" you held your hand and looked at it than you grabbed your coat with your good hand and left the house to clear your head. leaving the poor Romanian boy to run back to his room severally upset