AN: Hey guys~! So as y'all are aware, I'm moving in a couple of days. So, the movers came yesterday to pack up are stuff, right? I was reading, since I was bored, and I started watching the movers. I'll admit, I was pretty sad, so I thought of Hetalia to cheer me up, which led to me thinking of Spamano. THEN AN IDEA CAME TO MY MIND. What if Antonio was a mover, who started working for Lovino's family, and met Lovino? I'VE NEVER GOTTEN UP SO FAST TO GET MY NOTEBOOK XD Anyway, I hope y'all enjoy this fanfic! It's Spamano of course~

Disclaimer- I don't own anything I swear!

Lovino Romano Vargas was a sixteen year old Italian in highschool, who was about to move.

He had auburn hair that was darker than his younger brother's hair, but still kind of bright if he went into the sun. His eyes changed from green to hazel depending on whether he was upset or happy. They used to always be a bright green when he was a child, meaning he was happy, but slowly over the years, they changed into a light hazel.

He has quite a temper that was not to be taken lightly, and was rude most of the time. Except to the ladies; His grandfather did teach him how to be a gentleman after all. But anyway, there was also a weird curl that never stayed down like the rest of his hair, that came from the right side of his head.

This trait came with all of the Vargas boys, and no one really never knew why. The curl was not to be touched however, since it was an erogenous zone, as strange as it was. His skin was tanned deeply, since he had been born and raised in Italy. Now, Lovino lived with his Grandfather and his little brother.

His little brother was fifteen years old, and was the complete opposite of his not so happy brother. His hair was a brighter red than Lovino's, and his eyes never changed colors like Lovino's. They always stayed the same honey colored brown since he was born.

He was a very cheerful and happy teenager, and was always making everyone smile. He was very social, and had many friends, and also had the same weird curl like his brother, except it was on the left instead of the right. His name was Feliciano Venitziano Vargas, and Lovino Romano Vargas was slightly jealous of him.

Their grandfather, was named Romulus Vargas and had raised the two Italians by himself. Their mother had died as soon as her two little boys were a year and two years old, her Lung Cancer winning her struggling fight. Romulus had little time to mourn, since he was the only family left who could take care of them.

His dark brown hair had seemed to lose its shine for a while during the grieving process, and his golden eyes that Feliciano had received, used to tear up when he looked at his grandsons. He had multiple curls on top of his head, and they were all drooping at the funeral. Now, where was the dad at this point?

Well, he had run off after learning that Lovino's mom was pregnant, leaving her to deal with the pregnancy. But, she had been so happy when her little boys were born, and had been a great mother to the two of them. So, Romulus had taken responsibility to raise his grandsons, and the three had made some great memories over the years.

Lovino and Romulus telling Feliciano stories about their mother, making meals, taking siestas, and traveling. Romulus worked for a company, and one day he had gotten a call from his boss, saying that he was going to need to work in America, since he was one of the few that spoke English in the company.

Lovino, didn't have much of a reaction when he heard the news of the move, since he didn't really have any friends in Italy. However, he was extremely upset since this was the place that he had lived in for years, and where his mother had lived. He expressed that anger very easily, while Feliciano cried since he would be leaving all of the friends he had made over the years.

"Grandpa, are you fucking serious?! Mom lived here! We have memories, friends, everything is here, and we're just gonna leave it?!" Lovino yelled, covering his younger brother's ears so he wouldn't hear anything.

Feliciano didn't notice the hands covering his ears, still very much upset about the news. His grandfather just sighed, running his hands through his hair, and said "I know Lovino. Trust me, I don't want to leave any more than you do."

Lovino looked at his grandfather in anger and slight confusion, still covering his brother's ears as he said back "Then why the hell are we leaving? Just quit your job and we can stay here!" Romulus, not having a lot of patience at the moment, snapped.

"Lovino! I can't just quit! I have to keep this job whether I like it or not! I…" Romulus sighed, "I know it's hard…but you have to come with me to America. You guys aren't 18 yet, trust me, I would let you both stay here if you were. I know your mother is buried here…the memories of her, Feli's friends, everything…everything is here. But…we have to leave. We have to move. I'm sorry…" Romulus said, going over to Feliciano and hugging him gently.

Lovino however, was not the type of person for affection and comfort, so he stomped up the stairs to his room, and slammed the door shut. He walked up to his bed, and knelt down to take out the box he kept under his bed. He pulled it out and sighed, looking at the pictures of his mother smiling at the camera. His eyes turned green, and he smiled for a moment, loving how his mother looked so happy.

But, they quickly turned hazel again, when the pictures went from being taken inside a beautiful house, to a hospital room. He sighed, and hugged the picture of his mom looking at the camera with a hopeful weary smile on her face, the day before she died. He lied back on his bed, and stared at his ceiling for a moment.

'I hate this move already.'

AN: So, I lied XD This is a new story! I know, I'm already doing La Bella Madre Italiana, but I couldn't help it! Inspiration struck me and I had to write this! This will probably be around ten chapters at the most. I know this is a really short prologue compared to others, but I promise I won't disappoint you guys~! I love you all, and please check out my other stories as well if you want to read some Spamano or Prucan XD So, until the next chapter in this, my other stories, or something new, Peace!

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