I feel like there aren't nearly enough Female South Italy and Spain fics

these two really are too cute and perfectly made for each other.

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Lovina sat in a corner crossly her arms folded up and her mouth formed into a pout. She absolutely would not forgive him for this. While she was used to him being clueless and dense in the past; he had really hurt her this time. She had been an idiot for believing in him.

This would never happen if it was her sister Feliciana. She would always have men chasing after her and confessing their love. But they would never dream of leaving her because she was so fucking wonderful.

"That stupid tomato bastard. He can go choke on one for all I care" Lovina growled angrily. No matter how much he begged or pleaded she wasn't going back. She was seriously upset with him this time and for a good reason.

Lovina Flashback

Lovina opened the door to her boyfriend's massive house casually. She had lived here as a kid so she knew it inside and out. She knew every room, every hiding place, his cellar, his bedroom, his bathroom. She knew all the rooms by heart and where not to go.

Whenever she had gotten mad at him she had found a hiding place; each one different from the last. That way if he ever tried looking for her she would have moved. Meaning it took him even longer to find her and apologize.

However, during their separation, she had gotten used to living elsewhere. She was used to Austria being a lot more stern with her. Due to this she was a lot more cautious than she had been as a child.

She was more respectful to his belongings and household items. Treating them with care or at least making sure to not damage them in any way. She had learned how many memories something could hold due to Austria's influence.

But that didn't mean she would show it. She would point out in her own way about how she was happy he had kept things he cared for in such good quality. She didn't want people thinking she was a pushover.

"Antonio? Dove sei idiota?" she yelled impatiently. Usually when she showed up he would appear instantly. She would be lying if she said it didn't make her a little happy to have someone doting on her.

He would then smother her in hugs and she would try and push him off while secretly enjoying it. She had never really received much affection as a child and Antonio was the first person to do so.

Her grandmother had always been clingier towards her sister. Favoring her out of the two which hurt Lovina more than he realized. She would always call her cute and ruffle her head while she sometimes forgot Lovina ever existed.

Huffing crossly, she made her way through the large house and taking in all its radiance. He really knew a thing or two about decorating one's interior. Everything was always so clean and smelled so nice.

He didn't even have to try to impress people it just came to him so naturally. No wonder he was the country of passion; he never did things small or subtle he went all out in that respect.

Eventually she heard Spain laughing from the backyard. He was in the garden and most likely picking fresh tomatoes as he always would. God that guy really did tend to be so forgetful; simple minded idiot.

Lovina clicked her teeth crossly "Come osa miignora! Dopo mi chiama tutta la strada fuori qui!" she hissed. Just how stupid was he? He hadn't changed a bit since she was a kid.

She had dolled herself up. Put on nice clothes and even put on a little perfume just for him. Yet he was blatantly ignoring her and hadn't even come to the door to meet her.

Before she could interrogate him about it she heard female laughter coming from outside. She froze on the spot and her mind filling with multiple emotions. But she tried to remain rational.

"A girl's voice? But why is there a girl here?" Lovina thought to herself anxiously. She knew Spain had been friends with Belgium for years so she was used to her visiting.

As a child, she had a slight crush on Belgium and the latter knew it. She would tease her fondly which made Lovina blush; laughing at her adorable reaction. However, she had gotten over it in later years.

The two got along well in her adult years and Lovina had to admit the woman made great waffles. But she was wary of the temper and attitude Belgium carried. Despite her pretty face Belgium was a woman to be feared.

However, the voice she heard now was not Belgium's which caused her to worry. This was a woman she didn't know and Spain had invited her to his garden. But why would he do such a thing?

"Antonio your garden is so beautiful. I'm quite jealous" a female's voice said playfully. From her accent Lovina could tell she was Spanish. Spain had invited a female citizen into his home and was allowing her to be friendly with him? Was he dense? It was obvious she had intentions of pursuing him.

Spain laughed awkwardly "It's nothing really; just a hobby I picked up" he said modestly. I mean he had to find something to do after his piracy years. He loved watching things bloom and grow; flowers dancing in the wind and gleaming in the sunlight. They were truly something to behold.

The girl laughed in amusement "Modest I see" she teased. It was nice to speak to a man who wasn't full of himself. Men who acted obnoxious and narcissistic really were the worst.

Lovina stiffened and her heart felt like it was being squeezed. Tears started to spike her eyes but she held them back as best she could. She would not cry in front of that bastard.

Spain had invited a girl around to his house. A random girl when he had her as his lover. She had always known he was popular with women but this was too much. This hurt more than she thought it would.

Was he really that stupid that he couldn't see how hurtful this was. To be alone with some random woman when he had the likes of her in his life?! She never thought he could be so cruel.

She then gripped her hands into fists and stormed into the garden glaring at the two of them with hate. How could he do this to her? She would make sure he paid for this; he would know exactly what he had lost.

Spain was rather stunned by Lovina's sudden appearance. He hadn't heard her come in as she was usually so much louder when she came around. Just when had she become so quiet?

The other woman was stunned too; who was this girl? She appeared to be Italian. But she had no idea that Antonio had a girlfriend. That was quite a downer indeed.

Before he could speak Antonio was met with the hard slap across the cheek of Lovina striking him. He was rather taken aback by it as Lovina had never slapped him before.

Usually she got upset and was moody which he was used to. But she never hit him no matter how upset she got. "Lovina…." He said in shock his tone a little shaky. Why was she so mad at him? What had he done to upset her?

"Bastardo! E questo cio che si fa quando sono lontano?!" Lovina raged her tone dripping with hurt. How many other women had he invited around? How many other women had he seduced into his chambers while she was away.

God, she felt sick at the very thought. She couldn't even look him in the eye. She hadn't felt this upset in years; not since Grandma Rome fell as a nation. She couldn't even think straight; her head and heart were a mess.

Spain's eyes widened a little when he saw she was shaking. Her beautiful green eyes were filled with tears that were threatening to fall over down her pretty face. One thing he hated more than anything was seeing Lovina cry.

She glared at the other woman hatefully before storming off back through the house as fast as her legs could carry her. He could keep her if he liked her that much. She wasn't going to forgive him for this no matter what. He had gone too far to do this to her.

Now

Just remembering it made Lovina feel worse; her stomach in knots. How he hadn't even defended himself he had just acted as he normally would. That just confirmed her suspicions further.

He was surprised by her lashing out at him but he didn't even explain himself to her whatsoever. Not that she would let him anyway it was quite obvious as to what was going on.

Spain had invited a woman back to his house with the intention of sleeping with her. He had gotten restless without Lovina there and found someone to keep the bed warm. What an asshole.

How had she been so stupid to think that he would fall for her? To think that he really did have feelings for her? He was just being kind to her because she was a girl and his ex ward.

He treated all girls with kindness so why the hell was she any different? She was simply another pretty face to him and another woman he could pursue. Another woman who seemed to be fond of him.

But what hurt most was she actually thought he may like her in that way; that she was different from the rest. That he would genuinely love her and treat her kindly because he meant it.

But no, she was just toy to him and he had happily asked for someone else to come around when she was gone. One broken heart of an Italian girl ready to taunt; get your seats and get ready to laugh.

Yet part of her actually hoped that Spain really had cared. That she was wrong and yet she didn't dare go back to him. Because then she would feel stupid and she would be scared.

So, she would rather stay here where she was safe. Safe and away from him where she could have head space and think. To try and tame the raging storm of anger that was swirling inside of her.

Antonio Flashback

Spain snapped back to reality removing his hand from his face and he started to follow her his face desperate. She had misunderstood; this woman was not someone he was sleeping with.

He would never do that to her; he was not that sort of man. He would never dream on cheating on his cute little tomato. She was the only girl he would ever dream of looking at.

He had loved her ever since she was a young girl and had waited all these years for her to grow up. Now that she was an adult he would spoil her with his affection constantly.

"LOVINA WAIT!" he yelled back but she had already slammed the door in his face and stormed off. She had no interest in speaking to him right now. She was blatantly telling him to go away.

He felt a sharp pang of pain within him having a door slammed into his face like that. He had done so to many people during his pirate years and never thought how it may feel.

But now having it done to himself he could completely understand their feelings. How hurt or confused they must have felt having it slammed into your face. He felt like such an asshole.

Meanwhile the woman was simply standing there in awe. Who had that girl been? Why was she so upset and why had she slapped Antonio? She had no idea of what the hell was going on.

Spain sighed heavily and turned to the woman apologetically. He had hired her to help with the garden but this had not gone well. "Soy la senorita lo siento. Pero mi amante parece haber entendido mal" Spain explained awkwardly. This day was not going very well at all.

The woman blinked in surprise and looked disappointed but nodded in understanding. While she did think Antonio handsome she would not chase him if he had someone else.

"You should explain before you lose her" she said sternly. Spain nodded and ran after his lover leaving the woman alone. He had to make things right before it was too late.

Now

Spain wondered the streets impatiently looking for the dark haired Italian girl he loved so much. He needed to talk to her before it was too late. His gut eating away at him with guilt and worry.

While they had argued many times before in the past usually it was because Lovina was embarrassed. She was really bad at conveying her feelings honestly. It had been that way since she was young.

But he knew that stemmed from her insecurities due to the way she was raised. Lovina was used to being in the shadow of others and ignored. People fawning over her younger sister and herself being ignored.

Because of this she snapped and lashed out at others to protect herself. So, she wouldn't get hurt by other people. So she wouldn't have to feel the way she did when she was younger ever again.

But now she was really upset. She believed the person she loved more than anything had cheated on her with another woman and that was not true. He could only imagine her somewhere sobbing her eyes out.

He would never even dream of being with someone that wasn't Lovina. She was his cute little tomato after all and she was the most beautiful woman he had ever met.

So why would he ever want another? His face became stern and determined "I won't let you go Lovina; just you wait for me".

Translations

Dove sei idiota-Where are you you idiot

Come osa mi ignora; dopa mi chiama tutta la strada fuori qui-How dare he ignore me after calling me all the way out here

Bastardo; e questo cio che si fa quando sono lontano?-You bastard. Is this what you do when I'm away

Soy la senorita lo siento; pero mi amante parece haber entendio mal-I'm sorry miss. But my lover seems to have misunderstood.