ok im starting a new fan fic

this one so just happens to be a full England x Spain cos i love them and their will always be hints of them in my hetalia fics.

Anyway here we go into a mushy, adorable and cute love story ^-^

This is all going to be Spain pov but they are not countries so Antonio pov


Walking down the long London street on a cold winters day i smiled. Snuggling into my scarf even more due to the cold and the fact i had moved here only a week prior from Spain i continues to my new home.

Around me Children laughed and played. Snow had fallen earlier that day so the children were taking advantage of this winter miracle. Children young and old were out on the streets playing on the snow and enjoying it with smiles upon their faces. This made me smile too. I hadn't really seen snow in my life because my parents lived right next to the Mediterranean were it was nice and warm. Instantly he remembered why he moved here and shook of the memories of were he once lived.

A week before Christmas you could sense the cheer in the air and almost every house you passed had differed shape, colour and size trees all lit up with lights and decorated.

I loved the country no matter what bad reputation it got over the world.

Walking past the different shops i saw them light up brightly with signs of advertisement very little people ever paid attention too in them.

The small cafe on the corner of my road was open. I looked inside. It looked warm and had a nice atmosphere the people inside were happy and there was and empty seat in the far corner.

Walking inside the bell rung with a high pitch tone announcing to the staff someone had entered. The warm air hit my cheeks and the smell of warm bread and tea hit my nose. Closing my eyes for a second i breathed in and cherished the new warmness around me. Due to the sudden change in temperature my cheeks turned red.

I walked forward towards the counter were a man around my age stood. He had messy blonde hair, green emerald eyes that made mine look shameful, pale skin which he was getting used to seeing unless they obviously had fake tan and looked orange and his cafe uniform.

"May i take your order sir" The man asked in the cutest British accent ever. Smiling at him i told him, "Can i have a hot chocolate and some strawberry cake please." As the man scribbled on his note pad. "Your not from around here are you" the man said as he started to prepare the hot chocolate. "How'd you guess" I replied cheerily. Arthur smiled at him as he continued making the hot chocolate. "Were are you from then i haven't seen you?" The waiter said. "Oh im from Spain i only moved last week, i live up the road." Saying far to enthusiastically. Arthur had done with the hot chocolate and was now getting the cake. I saw him take the perfect slice out and the way the cake was perfectly decorated. "Did you make those" I asked looking at the cake licking my lips. "God no, my farther hired a professional for that job apparently i'd poison the whole cafe" Arthur replied. I giggled at the last bit finding the handsome Brit funny, "Hey i didn't catch your name" I said. Arthur looked at me before replying. "Its Arthur, yours?" "Mines Antonio nice to meet you."

As i went to an empty seat i put my hot chocolate and cake down and took my gloves, scarf and coat of putting them to the side. Looking over to Arthur i saw he was serving a lady who was obviously flirting with him. He laughed and smiled at the girl. Sitting down i decided to watch Arthur at his job.

His eyes shone beautifully and his hair bounced around. His smile as he served customers. What a beautiful human being. Before he knew it he'd finished his cake and hot chocolate so called for the bill. A girl who looked similar to Arthur with long hair in pig tails and glasses walked over handing him the bill. He left it with a decently large tip.


Walking back out into the winter wonderland i wrapped my scarf around myself and walked the extra distance home.

Sitting in my living room and putting the t.v on i smiled. 'I can go see Arthur everyday.' I thought smiling. Wow he was beautiful but a guy like that cant be single. Who ever he goes out with is one lucky person.

Course i had dated girls before but never had a sexual relationship with them and it never lasted long. The boys i dated were much different. The relationships were longer and i was more attracted to them sexually but nothing came of it. Thats how you get a 22 year old virgin.

Frowning a little i started channel surfing, had diner and went to bed.


end of the prologue they are always short anyway keep readin

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