I Don't Care What You Think, As Long As Its About Me Chapter 1: I Don't Care!, a hetalia - axis powers fanfic

.: ~ Warning ~ :.

~I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters

~No copyright infringement, this is purely for my - and the readers - entertainment.

~Inspired by 'I Don't Care' by Fall Out Boy - But its NOT a song-fiction.

~It will get graphic in later chapters, I do have a story planned for this; it will not just be smut {as much as we all looove smut c;}

I Don't Care!

The cheers of the crowd roared loudly in the club. The place was nearly completely back, the only souce of light was those by the door and those over the bar off to the side of the club. The crowd had gathered there to see the worlds quickly rising star, Lovino Vargas - Romano - was there performing. It was a free concert, and no one knew about it until he got there and one of the guards announced his arrival. How the stage was ready and the lights above it were starting to flicker, the various colours of reds, blues, and yellows. The stage was slowly coming to life as the soft hum of the drums, followed by the low tone of bass.

The cries of the club grew louder as their excitement grew more and more with every second, the suspense getting to everyone out there. Suddenly all sound ended, the lights stopped. The room grew quiet, confused as to what was going all lights on the stage came on and the beat started up quickly, all at once and the man now standing in the center of the stage had his back to the crowd. He looked frozen, except for the arm that strum at his electric guitar. After a few moments and the beat growing louder, he turned his head to the side, showing off a single brown eye. the eyes shinned with a mysterious danger, and his lips were pressed into a smirk, making the brunette look so much hotter then he normally was. Then his lips parted,

"Say my name and his in the same breath
I dare you to say they taste the same
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames"

Turning on his heels he let his strong voice out and his eyes shut as he played each and every note, perfectly,

"Erase myself and let go
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don't love you
They just love the hotel suites, now

I don't care what you think as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery
Said,
I don't care what you think as long as it's about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery"

His voice grew louder and stronger with every word that escaped his mouth, the crowd going wild as he sung. This was where he belonged, up on a stage singing his heart out, while people screamed his name. It made him feel happy when he heard how many people loved him, it was the life he had always dreamed of; and with his rising popularity more and more people helped his dream come true and beyond that. He was living the life!

"Oh take a chance, let your body get a tolerance
I'm not a chance, put a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette
Pawnshop heart trading up (trading up)

On the oracle in my chest,
Let the guitar scream like a fascist
Sweat it out, shut your mouth
free love on the streets but
in the alley it ain't that cheap, now

The emotion and heart he put into the song were not always so clear in his voice as he sang, but it was in his face. The way those soft brown brows would furrow as he put his heart into it, the way he worked his voice into the songs he loved so much. The soft curl in his hair bounced lightly as he made his way around the stage, his eyes meeting those of his admiring fans. He loved it, he loved every second of it. This was where he belonged, standing up on the stage, a microphone on his shirt and a guitar in his arms.

One man stood in the crowd, frozen by the sight on the stage. It was simply perfect. those green eyes were transfixed on the sight of the young man on stage. The way he moved with such ease and grace on the stage, the was his chest raised and fell as he sung each and every word as if spilling everything that was on his heart. He looked so happy on the stage, the way his brown eyes gleamed under the colourful lights of the stage. Each and every action the young man made, looked as though it was the most natural thing in the world to him.

"Said,
I don't care just what you think
as long as it's about me, you said
I don't care just what you think
as long as it's about me, I said
I don't care (I don't care)
Said, I don't care (I don't care)
Said, I (I) don't (don't) care (care)
I (I) don't (don't) care (no I don't)
I don't care, (I said)
I don't care, (I said)
I (I) don't (don't) care (care)

The man in the crowd couldn't help but feel something towards this singer, thought he'd never have a chance with him. Though he did wanna try, he shrugged it off, he had things that needed to be done; it was only going to hurt him if he ended up getting attracted to another signer. Last time that happened, he manged to get with him, but it ended really badly. The memories still hurt, and he still felt as though he wasn't worth a whole lot to others anymore.

Once the show ended, the brunette stretched and decided he should probably start heading back home, he had things to do and he had spent more time here then he had originally planned. He shut his eyes and groaned before he ran his hand through his already messy hair. He was starting to think about his last boyfriend and how terrible and it ended, he need to get home and get his mind off things.

"Hey! Watch where your going you ba-tard!" A voice hissed as he managed to bump into someone. The spainish man mentally cursed himself for not paying attention to where he was going, let along walking around his his eyes shut in a freaking bar! Looking down and helping the other, green eyes met brown. At that moment time seemed to completely stop for a few moments. Those brown eyes were so much more wonderful in person then when they were in pictures. In that moment the man he bumped into glared at him and shook him off,

"F-cking b-stard! Watch out! And stop staring like that!" He snapped, his eyes cold and hard as ice. He was clearly unamused by the man before him. His eyes were so cold, once would normally feel as though Lovino was glaring holes through them, but it didn't seem to phase the other. Instead, once he managed to get ahold of himself he smiled and laughed nervously,

"Hey, I'm sorry about that, I'm Antonio. You must be Lovino, nice to meet you!" he said with a warm smile on his face, extending his hand for the other. His accent made it clear that he was spanish, and his smile was warm and welcoming. His warm expression was met with a rather confused one; Lovino looked down at the hand and then back up to the others face. He almost looked disgusted by how happy the other was. Did he not know who he was!? He could not just walk into him like that and then think everything was all peachy keen between them!

"Hey! I don't care what your name is!" he snapped at the other. His accent was a smooth Italian one, though it had that bitter tone added to it. Even though Antonio was being ignored, he couldn't help but admire the other. His voice was so beautiful, when he was singing or when he wasn't and those eyes were like no other. They were simply mesmerizing. Antonio hadn't felt this way when looking into someone's eyes since his last relationship. He had forgotten how easily one could steal your breath with just their eyes.

After a few moments Lovino looked over Antonio and his lack of response. Taking a step away he cleared his throat and turned around to leave, "Well, whatever your name is, I'm out.." he said with a small wave of his hand.

Antonio froze for a moment, he couldn't let him leave just yet! Something told him he had to at least try his luck with the other, weather he was going to regret it or not, later. Without thinking he reached out and grabbed the others shirt. He stopped for a moment and cursed himself, 'Shit, what am I doing?!' After a moment he let go of the other's white shirt, and turning away, running his fingers through his hair,

"S-sorry about that, I don't know what I was thinking.." he tried to explain, covering his mistake. He hoped the Italian would just keep walking, and ignore him, instead he stopped dead in his tracks and took a deep breath. The Spaniard could feel it, the suspense of waiting for something you really didn't want to hear. he then paused as his mind started to remember. This scene was far to familiar, him standing there apologizing to someone who had their back to him. The way their shoulders raised and fell as they took a deep breath, getting ready to say something he knew was going to hurt. He knew this to well, and he could feel the pain in his chest.

The way the pain twisted and gripped onto his heart was like the claws of pain digging their sharp claws into his chest, and piercing his heart. The memories came back to him, and he inwardly regretted bumping into Lovino. He knew the other wasn't very pleased with him to start with, but surly he was going to be down right pissed off now.

"Okay, Listen., Anne, or whatever your name is." the brunette started, turning his head to the side to address him. "Just leave me alone okay, I can't afford to sit around and chit chat with fanboys, or fangirls. I have a bunch of songs that need to be written and recorded, so if you would just piss of and leave me alone, that would be great." he said, his tone was pretty calm, but the venom that laced was what hurt. With a small nod, Antonio stood there and watched as the other continued on his way out of the club. Even though he felt as though he had his heart broken, he couldn't help but feel his heart thump in his chest as he watched how beautiful the others body moved as he walked away from him.

God, love hurt. It burned like a fire you could not put out. But something about Lovino, made Antonio know he couldn't give up. The way he was was like trying to talk to a block of ice, but he was so perfect, he was simply irresistible..

~I hope you enjoyed this

~Its a short, but its just their introduction

~This is far from the end

~I have a lot planned for these two

~There will be a lot of drama, and a lot of fluff after a while, but don't think Roma is gunna get soft!

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