I sighed contentedly as I walked down the sunlit streets of Verona, Italy. Today was my favorite kind of day; when the sun is shining most of the time and white fluffy clouds drift everywhere with a small breeze that rises and falls every few minutes. Yep, today is a good day, and I haven't even done anything yet. I was on my way to Juliet's Balcony; of course it isn't the real balcony from Romeo and Juliet, but it is pretty dang close to what Shakespeare had in mind. Hundreds of girls go there in hopes of bettering their chances in love. I wasn't going for that reason; I just wanted to stop at as many hotspots in Italy as possible before I go back to America tomorrow.

Another cool breeze caught my hair blowing it around my face in such a way that I immediately felt as if I was in a movie or something. I smiled to myself; me in a movie? Hah! That would be awesome indeed! I felt pretty splendid in my new outfit too; a red designer shirt, designer jeans, and some really cute black boots. 'Could this day get any better?'

I turned a corner and spotted my destination. The balcony itself was quite small, but it was pretty. I could see vines that crawled from the tended garden below to the edges of the balcony and the architecture was something to admire. I stood for another minute to enjoy the view, and then moved forward to the door leading to the balcony.

There were love notes, and letters to Juliet tacked and taped on the walls; I couldn't help but roll my eyes a bit at the desperate attempts at love. I wasn't overly in need for a man; I mean it would be nice to have a boyfriend to talk to and share experiences with, but I can take care of myself fine. I finally made my way to the balcony.

The view was gorgeous; I could see all of Verona from here! The white buildings shone in the sun and the sea sparkled. I gasped and stared at the sight for, well I don't know how long I was standing there like an idiot. I felt my mouth stretch into a wide stupid grin as I appreciated the beautiful city. The breeze blew again and pulled at my hair; I could hear the sounds of a distant guitar playing a love song as I closed my eyes, savoring the moment.

I heard some loud, angry words from below me. I looked down, snapped out of my reverie by this man. He was kind-of cute; with his dark auburn hair and fine build, he had nice hazel eyes as well. I also noticed a single curl coming out of his bangs that circled away from his head. 'How odd... I wonder in that was done on purpose or if the wind did it?'

He was angrily speaking in Italian on the phone with someone.

"Ti ho detto di non perdersi! Che vuol dire un gatto?! Due gatti?! No, non siamo in grado di tenerli! Feliciano. Ok, siamo in grado di tenere i gatti stupidi, ma si deve prendere cura di loro! Sì, io ti amo fratello. Arrivederci."

I knew some Italian, so I managed to follow the conversation without too much trouble:

"I told you not to get lost! What do you mean a cat?! Two cats?! No, we cannot keep them! Feliciano. Fine, we can keep the stupid cats, but you have to take care of them! Yeah, I love you too brother. Bye."

I almost giggled. It sounded like this guy's brother was a little too carefree for his own good. The man hung up and sighed. He looked around, seemingly noticing just now where he was. That's when he glanced up at the balcony into my eyes.

I blushed when I realized that he caught me staring at him; he blushed as well. I didn't look away and neither did he. Soon it became an unsaid battle for who would look away first. I stuck my tongue out at him and he grinned and stuck out his. I made a face and he replied. Suddenly a cat that had been walking along a fence jumped down on a trash can lid which fell to the ground with a loud crash. The man turned swiftly to locate where the noise had come from as I gave a yell of triumph. He turned back to me realizing that I had won.

"Ha! I win!"

"If it wasn't for that cat, I would have!"

"Yeah right!"

I stopped for a second. 'Wait a minute, did he speak English?'

I leaned farther over the stone railing. "Hey! Did you just speak English?"

He grinned. "Yeah, idiota ragazza! Don't you know your own language?"

I humphed a little. "Well you don't have to be mean! I was just surprised to hear an Italian speak English."

"Maybe you should come down!"

"Huh?"

"You know, so we don't have to yell at each other!"

"Oh! Good idea! I'll be right down!"

I ran down the stairs leading outside; when I walked back into the sunshine, I had to blink a few times to get used to the light. I looked around, but the mysterious Italian was nowhere to be seen.

'Did he leave? Well so much for him!'

I was about to walk off when hands covered my eyes. I froze, thinking of kidnappers, or rapists.

"Guess who?"

"Uh, man who I was yelling at?"

"Oh, right, I haven't told you my name yet."

He removed his hands and moved in front of me smiling. He extended his hand.

"My name is Lovino Vargas."

I took the hand and shook it heartily.

"I'm (f/n l/n)."

"Nice to meet you (name), are you from America by any chance?"

I blinked. "How'd you know?"

He laughed at my expression. "I just recognized your accent."

There was a small silence.

"Um, do you want to hang out (name)?"

"Sounds like fun, but don't you need to help your brother out?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well he got lost and now has two cats to carry home. Maybe you should help him; I could join you guys if you want!"

He rubbed the back of his head embarrassedly. "I guess I forgot about my fratello! Yeah that would be great if you joined me!"

I walked with Lovino as we headed to the area his brother was last seen. We ended up in a large crowded square with a fountain in the middle and tons of tourists and locals milling about. I put my hand above my eyes so I could see easier when I realized that I didn't know what Lovino's brother looked like.

"Uh, Lovino? What does your brother look like?"

He laughed a little. "He looks like me but with lighter hair and honey-colored eyes."

"You're twins?!"

"Yeah."

"That's so cool! I love twins!"
He glanced at me with a smirk on his face.

I ignored it and began looking for Lovino's near-copy. I spotted him sitting by the fountain, looking scared and holding two squirming cats.

I grabbed Lovino's arms and began pulling him towards his brother.

"There he is! By the fountain!"

Feliciano looked up and saw us walking towards him. His scared expression changed instantly into ecstatic joy.

"Fratello! Ero così spaventata! Im così felice che mi hai trovato! Oh! Chi è questo? E 'carina! Ciao Bella!"

Once again, translation:

"Brother! I was so scared! I'm so happy you found me! Oh! Who is this? She's pretty! Hello Beautiful!"

I blushed at his compliments, and offered my hand.

"I'm (f/n l/n), and you must be Feliciano."

He grinned hugely. "You know my name! My fratello must have told you! It's very nice to meet you bella!" he enthusiastically pumped my hand up and down.

Lovino looked a little upset. "Okay you know each other! Now Feliciano! Are these the cats you want to hang onto? They look a little mangy to me; I don't think it would be a good idea to keep them."

Feliciano started tearing up and sniffling. "B-but fratello! You said we could keep them!"

"Yeah I know, but they look like they have diseases!"

'Feliciano looks so sad. And the cats are so cute! Maybe I should intervene...'

I put my hand on Lovino's arm. "Come on Lovino, can't you afford to take care of a couple of cats for your only brother?"

He blushed at my hand, but barely nodded. "Fine! We'll keep them!"

Both Feliciano and I raised our hands in the air and cried out in celebration, Lovino rolled his eyes at our enthusiastic reactions.

Lovino reached for one of the cats, but it hissed and swiped at his hand. He jerked back and turned red in the face, barely keeping his voice down.

"I can't even touch it! Feliciano I think you should reconsider!"

"Please fratello! They need to be fed and taken care of!"

He shifted around a little like he was thinking and then looked at me. "(name), could you carry one of the cats to our house? They don't seem to like me very much and would probably run away."

I nodded, excited at the thought of getting to go to the cute Italian's home. "Yeah, no problemo!"

He smiled as thanks and started leading the way. I grabbed a cat from Feliciano and followed. My cat had a strange curl coming out of its head like Lovino, and I couldn't help but laugh.