I haven't written a story in a really long time and I've had this idea for a while now. I got it from a picture of Romano snuggling with a kitten ^^ I thought it'd be fun to see how Lovino would do facing his cat counterpart, Romano

I don't own anything except the plot.

"Lovi~! I'm home!" Lovino grimaced as the overly cheerful yell echoed through the house. He pushed his face further into his tomato red pillow and tried to ignore the loud stomping from downstairs. Didn't the stupid Spaniard understand that it was his siesta time?! Stupid bastardo… He thought, as he started to doze back into blissful unconsciousness. His bliss was short lived, however, when his bedroom door slammed open and he heard the distinctive sound of Antonio's deep humming as he walked over to the bed. "Loooooovi~ desperta mi amor. (wake up my love)"

"Go away!" Came the grumbled reply. Maybe if he stayed still enough the idiot would go away and let him sleep. Toni smiled and shook his head fondly at the Italian. The tanned man leaned down and lightly kissed the smaller man on the cheek. He could clearly see the blush rushing to his cute little tomato's face.

"I've got a surprise for you~ Come and see it! I'm sure you'll love it!" Antonio said, excitedly. When he received no response he shrugged and simply scooped up the annoyed Italian and started downstairs. Lovino stared at him a moment, shocked from the sudden removal from his warm blanket cocoon, before his brain caught up with his situation and he quickly started thrashing in his partner's grip. He threw his fists wildly and tried to lift himself out of the stronger man's grip. The southern Italian's efforts were obviously in vain, as Antonio paid him no attention whatsoever as he continued to walk towards the living-room.

"Put me down you fucking bastard! I was trying to sleep you idiot! This surprise can wait a-" He was cut off as he heard a loud squeaking from the living-room. His hazel-green eyes turned away from the eternally grinning Spaniard and landed on a medium sized animal carrier on the couch. "What the hell is that?" Lovino asked, momentarily halting his efforts to get to be put down. He glanced at Antonio with a look of complete confusion and received only a kind smile in return. After a moment Toni gently put him down and the Italian slowly walked over to the animal carrier. The loud squeaking increased in volume and Lovi could now tell that it was meowing that he was hearing. He warily leaned down and opened the top of the cardboard carrier. His eyes widened in shock when he saw what was sitting in the box.

Sitting innocently in the box was a small fuzzy kitten. It was a dark cream color with light chocolate-brown spots on his head, back and tail. The two stared at each other, both seeming to not quite understand the sight before them. Finally the kitten gave out a loud mew and Lovino finally came back to his senses. "Antonio, what the hell is this cat doing here?" He asked pointing to the little feline. Antonio grinned and skipped over to the carrier. He gently picked up the mewing kitten and petted its head, earning a small hiss and a pair of tiny fangs in his hand.

"It's your surprise! I was walking home and there was that animal shelter that just down the street and I couldn't help but stop in and see what they had." He said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Lovino glared at him, annoyed by Toni's cheerfulness. Toni continued to pet the little kitten, ignoring his beloved's angry glare and the kitten's tiny fangs sinking into his finger. "Anyway, I walked in and there was this cage of little kittens and this one just reminded me of you so much. I know you like cats Lovi and he's so cute~ so I bought him." Lovino's glare intensified and he crossed his arms in anger. How the hell does that stupid cat remind him of me? He thought irritated.

"That's your reasoning?! You fucking thought he was cute?!" Antonio nodded and smiled, oblivious to the dark aura radiating off the Italian. Abruptly Toni's phone went off, his friend Gilbert's number flashing on the screen. He gave the kitten to Lovino and picked up his phone. "Wait! I don't want it!" The Spaniard gave him an apologetic smile and walked into the other room, speaking happily to his Prussian friend. Lovino looked down at the ball of fur in his hands. It looked at him with wide amber eyes and mewed again. Lovi felt his heart twinge as the kitten pressed into one of his hands and purred quietly. He found himself smiling and gently petting the soft creature before he could stop himself. It's purring increased and the Southern Italian sighed. "Alright, maybe you are kind of cute. But you're not staying, capiche? I don't need a stupid kitten ruining my house."

"Aw~ I knew you'd love him!" Lovino jumped at the loud Spanish-accented voice. He glared at Antonio and quickly put the kitten back inside the box. Obviously, the feline was not happy to be once again in the confines of its cardboard prison and it latched its little, razor sharp claws into Lovino's hand in protest. Lovi yelped in surprised and whipped his hands out of the kitten's grasp. Several long red marks now adorned his hand. He glared down at the kitten, who seemed to simply glare right back. Stuck up little bastard. He thought angrily. Antonio chuckled and Lovino looked up to see him walking over and quickly checking over the small cuts. Lovino tried to keep the blush from rushing to his cheeks as his partner carefully kissed his hand and looked at him with warm emerald eyes. "He's got a temper just like mi tomate~. What will you name him?" The question caught him off guard and he simply looked back and forth between his scratched and the kitten now facing away from him in the carrier. Was the little bastard snubbing him?

"Romano. That'll be the little bastard's name." The Spaniard smiled but it didn't quite reach his eyes, causing Lovino to look at him suspiciously. "Qual è il tuo problema? (what's your problem?)" Toni sighed and wrapped his arms around the tanned Italian's waist. Lovino turned his head and looked up at the Spaniard, concern replacing his usual scowl.

"Gilbert called and said he needs my help." Lovino's scowl immediately returned at the mention the German albino. Toni chuckled and nuzzled his face into his partner's mahogany locks. "Aw don't make such a sad face Lovi~ you know boss will come back as quick as he can." Lovino simply frowned further and slightly pushed away from the Spaniard but not enough to separate hated it when Antonio left somewhere. He'd never admit it but he always missed the Spaniard's obnoxious humming and cheerfulness. "I have to go quickly, Gil made it sound like he was practically on his death bed. I'm sure he is perfectly fine and I will be able to come straight back and then we can take a siesta together hmmm~?" Lovino immediately turned a bright scarlet at his partner's suggestive comment and completely twisted out of Antonio's grasp before slumping down on the couch. The tanned man smiled apologetically, planted a light kiss on the annoyed Italian's head and hurried upstairs.

"MOOOOWWW!" Lovino cringed at the loud wail of a squeak and leaned forward so he could pear into the cardboard carrier. The cream and chocolate brown kitten, Romano, glared at him with narrowed amber eyes. They sat in silence for several minutes before the tiny feline leapt out of the box as if his legs were loaded with springs. Lovino watched with wide eyes as Romano landed clumsily on the floor and raced off into the direction of the kitchen.

"Hey! Ottenere il cazzo di nuovo qui! (Hey! Get the fuck back here!)" Lovino raced into the kitchen and looked around for the small ball of terror that now walked his house. He stood completely still as he waited for any noise or movement. He stood for almost 10 minutes before his patience finally snapped. "Get out here you fucking cat!" He said dropping to his knees and crawling along the floor, reminding himself he could easily get rid of the little terror when the stupid tomato bastard left. Suddenly he felt something wet on his hand and he froze. Oh hell no…! He mentally prepared himself and looked down. Sure enough, his hand was in a yellow puddle of semi-warm liquid.

"SPAIN!"

Please review and tell me what you thought. I'm going to add more chapters of Lovino and Romano's adventures