Hello guys, I'm starting a new fic as you can see. The name Love Apple was the first name they had given the tomato. I got my inspiration after drinking tomato juice!

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Chapter 1

7.30 AM

I was carrying the heavy basket filled with vegetables over to the carriage. I was humming loudly, trying to lighten up the mood. Since my grandpa and brother left, I have been living alone on the prairie. My grandpa took my brother along to God knows where. One day I woke up and he and my brother were gone, leaving me a note that he was going to make Feliciano receive a good education in the city. He loves my brother alot, more than me I suppose. A year has passed since then and I've been making a living out of selling vegetables at the market.
I live in the southern part of Italy and I sell vegetables at the market down the hill. Everyday I go through the same routine; preparing the vegetables, wash them, and sort them into the right baskets. After that, exactly at 8 AM I leave for the market. It was now 7.30 AM, and I am loading the baskets onto my small carriage. I have no horse, so I pull it down the hill by myself. Si, it is hard work to get it down the hill, and I fell tons of times before.
Today is an important day. Today merchants from nearby countries shall come to our great market in order to buy and learn from the sellers. Everybody is excited to show their most beautiful products. Luckily, I am the only one who sells vegetables today.

8.00 AM

I rolled the carriage down the hill, and this time I did not fell at all. I mentally feasted upon my victory while I prepared our stand. '' A bit to the right... '' I murmured while placing the baskets full of fresh plump red tomatoes onto the stand, along with other baskets which are filled with other vegetables. I sprinkled some water over the greens in order to make them look fresh and more appealing. I saw how other merchants were completing their stands already. The market was full of merchants today, they voyaged here from the entire country. I saw clothing, silk, meat, rice, and even animals on sale. I shaked my head and sighed hopelessly.
This is my way of living. I have never received education, so I'm bad at writing, although I can read a bit. I've teached myself along the years, so it's going better and better. I am turning 17 in just 4 days already, and soon I will be legally able to open up my own shop instead of working in the market. My dream is to start a restaurant and make delicious dishes with fresh ingredients.
I started to daze off slightly when I finished sorting the baskets. Everything looked perfect. I have even put some plates with samples, just so that the people can taste the freshness of each vegetable. I nodded satisfiedly at my work and stood behind the stand. Soon enough I saw carriages being parked next to the market. Alot of people just came from the harbor. They'd come from countries like France, Spain, and perhaps even cold countries like Austria. I wonder if they could talk any Italian. I knew a bit of Spanish, and that's it.

8.30 AM

The people started roaming all over the place. The business was going well, and I enjoyed watching the coins fly in. I've never sold so much vegetables in fifteen minutes. Luckily I had brought extra's today. '' Thank you for buying, and hopefully I see you again '' I said with the most gentle voice I posessed. My cheeks started hurting as I had to smile every second, there were so many people surrounding the stand. They sampled the vegetables, and I heard several languages which I couldn't understand. A blond man walked up to me and smiled. He started talking , and I could hear a heavy accent layed upon the gracious Italian language. '' 'Ow much is this? '' he asked. I told him the price and he happily purchased the amount of cucumbers. I nodded as he left, and threw the coins in the bucket below the stand.

5.45 PM

There were some vegetables left, and I started cleaning up. I was very happy as I saw the nearly-empty buckets. There was one tomato , 4 cucumbers and 3 cabbages left. I huffed at the heavy bucket filled with coins and loaded it onto my carriage. The sweet scent of incense surrounded me as I heard someone walk towards my stand. I looked up and saw someone heading towards me. He was wearing a long brown cape, and I saw a loose white transparent cloth as shirt. His hair was dark brown, a red glow surrounding it. '' He must be working outside alot'' I figured as I fully turned around in order to face him. His green eyes are mesmerizing. They look gentle and kind. I got kicked out of my thoughts as I heard a low, calm and soothing voice; '' Take it with you ''. I tilted my head as I didn't understand what he meant. ''What?'' I asked, staring down at his hands which were moving towards the sole tomato left. '' No good to leave Love Apple here '' he smiled the sweetest smile I ever saw, but I still didn't understand him. '' That is clearly a tomato, not an apple '' I cynically remarked, snorting. He had let a chuckle escape his lips as he grabs the tomato, his lips pressing against the smooth surface of the tomato. He released his lips from the vegetable and looked up. His eyes looked deeply into mine as he handed me the tomato. '' Love Apple, take care of it'' he said. He walked off, his cape being carried by the wind, even if there was not any. It was the weirest moment of the day. My mouth was shaped as an 'o' form, watching how he disappeared between the people. When I looked down, I saw a mark on the tomato, where he previously had kissed. It was the form of a heart. '' Weird.. '' I muttered, but placed the tomato back in the basket, making sure it was safe.

And soon the next day came..

This will be a very weird fanfic, but it's original hehe. I dislike having cliche plotlines so I find inspiration in the weirdest stuff like tomato juice! *happyface* English is not my native language.. Sorry

WILL BE CONTINUED!