Hola, un otra vez~!

So, I kinda stretched the update to a week xD, Perdoname!
But I feel that it's easier to write a little longer chapters now that I feel content writing Lovi's POV and just keep on ranting.

Isn't ranting just fun?

Ohh, and thank you to those who reviewed/subscribed/favorited this story!~ The numbers doubled with just one chapter of this story compared to my completed "Bounanotte, Amore Mio" I feel so loved. T^T Excuse me while I go cry tears of joy. xD

Kidding, I think I'll shut up now~
Oh and I'd like to thank my friend, who serves now as my editor, because I think I got more popularity with her help than by myself. ;D
When I find out her pseudonym, I will recommend her to you guys.. but she has a nasty habit of procrastinating.. Tsk, tsk.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia: Axis Powers or World Series.
Nor do I own 'Romano's Jewelers' the company name I used to title this story.

Oh, and I might have to put this story on hiatus for the next three weeks because on Sunday night, I leave America~ :D *so excited* I'll tell you guys about Europe if you want.. And I've been asking my editor to help me out with the story while I'm gone so you won't hate me. D:
Shutting up now. (;


Romano's Jewelers.

Chapter 2.

What I saw next, I was not expecting to see. Well, I should have seen it coming...

I only found myself gawking towards the direction of my two large glass windows. The same direction "Antonio" exited out of the building. What a convenience to have windows for walls, yeah? Nice, shiny, glass windows that let me see everything going on outside on the sidewalk. Even the argument (which looks more like a fight) between Bella and her ((hopefully) soon-to-not-be) boyfriend. J-just because the idiot doesn't deserve a bitch like her!

Antonio didn't strike me as a violent swearer... a loud and shouting man... He struck me as a very passive and excusing moron. But, boy... was I proven wrong by what was going on outside. And what I was still trying to process in my head. What the hell?

I wish I could make out the words in those violent shouts, muffled by the thickness of the glass window. If only I could know what the bitch is saying to her "Toni~"... I'd probably be able to use that against her every time she shows up in either of our lives. Huh, I guess I have my own share of evil.

Bella wasn't the only one with striking words. Antonio had his share of shouts with... what I think are curse words. Sound-proof windows my ass! I just want to hear what the hell all the hype is about! Is that too much to ask? But it would be rude to walk over there and listen in. Well, not so much for Bella... more for Antonio. I just met the guy, I'm not gonna eavesdrop on his conversations... Pffffffft.

I bit on my bottom lip, trying to fight the impulse to walk over to the front of my jeweler's shop. Not that biting my lip would do any good... but my legs responded before I could consciously make any decision to. And the next thing I found myself doing... was walking over to the direction of the door, stopping enough to look like I wasn't about to exit. I needed to get a closer look at Bella's disgusted, more like horrified, face. I could only see hers, Antonio's back was turned to me... I wonder how he's reacting to all of this. I could go outside...

. . .

But you know what they say: "Curiosity killed the cat."

Oh, but... "Satisfaction brought it back."

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So maybe it's worth it.

But by judging Bella's level of anger and hurt right now... Actually, I'll just stay in here for a few minutes, I don't need the bitch yelling at me.

At this point, I could see tears welling up in Bella's eyes. Wow, what did he say to her? Not that I care! Hmph. Bitch got her karma, and it bit her in the ass! Hah, that's what she gets! Finally! For all the pain and suffering she's inflicted on innocent men. Me being one of them. But maybe not Antonio...

Many gestures were being thrown in the air. Arms were flailing... but that was more on Antonio's side. Bella had her fists balled up, seemed like she was ready to punch the man in front of her, right in the sucker. Of course she didn't get to.

Antonio grabbed Bella by the shoulders, and Bella only stood there with a frightened expression, eyes wide... probably looking into Antonio's. He started shaking her by the shoulders and the girl refused to say one word. Her lips trembled... either breaking into a sob or out of pure fear. He stopped shaking her, and kept his hands waiting for a response. She still didn't say anything... and probably didn't even have anything to say.

Maybe she died down a little... I think I'll go outside, now that I don't feel so shitty about the hurtful things she's done to me. I opened the door, and quickly, but quietly, slipped out into the sidewalk. I didn't move more that two feet away from the entrance. I could easily escape the scene if something worse broke out. Not because I'm a total wuss, Pfffffft. No way. Just thinking ahead. But I could still see the two clearly, and now Antonio's expressions were accessible to see from this point of view.

Antonio finally let his arms drop to his sides and Bella's gaze traveled down to the pavement between them. Still no thoughts to escape her lips, only more tears to spill over. Man! Would I kill to really witness what just happened between these two!

Her eyes were growing wider, still focused on the ground in front of her. I could see something growing inside of her. She was trying to find enough courage to do something big in the next minute or so. I knew that look. I've seen it many times before.

The best memory I have of her becoming this courageous was when we first met.

xXx

It was my last year of school, and I was attending the University of Brussels in Belgium. I decided to study abroad for my last year of college because I wanted to get away from my idiotic family. And after many protests, especially from mio fratello and mio nonno,I was allowed to travel to what seemed like the end of the fucking world. It took a while for me to get accustomed to Europe after living so long in America.

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I only lived in Italy for a few years, and my parents had the brightest idea to migrate to America for who knows what fucking reason. They're idiots. From what I remember, Italy was a much better place to live in than the city back in the "good ol' US of A." That phrase still makes me laugh after so long.

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Anyways, it was my senior year of college, and I had just started my first term.


(The memory isn't very fresh since I tried to clear my mind of the bitch after three long years of agony.)


But I faintly remember a blonde, short haired girl that immediately caught my attention when she walked into the room and took a seat next to me. But she didn't just plop herself down right next to me. There was a long pause as she looked around in the room, deciding whether to sit with me, the new kid, or with a group of her friends. She briskly walked over to the seat on my right and sat her ass down right beside to me. Since I wasn't much of a talker at the time, I minded my own business and just focused on the lesson for most of the class time. I did steal a few glances every so often and saw her all tense and blushing madly. I don't know what my problem is with blushing, but every time I see one person turn beet red, I just have to have at least a little faint pink creep onto my own cheeks. D-dammit.

Now, I know that she was just nervous as hell, and was only trying to work up the courage to talk to me. But at the time, I thought she was just a crazy moron. And neither did I know why I kinda felt a little light-headed when I was around her. I felt it almost every time we looked at each other, and this went on for a couple of weeks.

Boy, was it awkward to be us.

That was up until the time I was eating lunch and she was sitting with her group in the table in front of me. Apparently, I was being a real creeper that day and just staring at her, probably trying to figure out what to do with these weird feelings I was experiencing... Since it had been a while since I felt like that before. I was 23 years old and I hadn't felt like that since, probably 17 years of age... 6 years is a lot of time to forget things...

I was still watching them, now confused about what was going on. Her friends were all pushing her in my direction... and she was blushing beet red again, triggering the blood flow to my own cheeks. I looked down at my measly slice of pizza I was nibbling on, just listening to the motivations the blonde-haired girl's friends gave her.

I heard feet stumbling over to my lonely table and looked up to see a very nervous blonde woman, looking down at her feet... and I swear... I saw a sweat drop travel down the side of her face...

Oh crap. It looked like she was going to faint...with her all hyperventilating like that. It was pretty stupid of me to have the urge to chuckle and think she was cute, acting like that. She could be dying from embarrassment... and here I am, laughing away.

The girl finally looked up to meet my hazel eyes with forest green ones and a very red face. And I could see that she looked like she was going to explode from (probably, since I didn't know at the time) all the feelings she was bottling up... Which now I know was courage, but at the time... I thought it was just an inability to breath... like when your chest expands... and all your muscles tense at once... like you're getting ready to be hit by something HARD... yeah that's what she looked like.

And it was pretty scary to see...

xXx

I must have been just standing there for a few minutes, recalling my first meeting with Bella. And after coming back into the real world did I notice that no one has moved. Bella and Antonio were both staring at the ground, standing in the exact same spots as before, with me doing the same.

But Bella looked like she was going to explode. The courage turned into anger within a matter of minutes. Holy shit. I think I'm scared for Antonio... the poor bastardo doesn't know what he's getting into. Her eyes darted up to Antonio's, who was now looking down at her with an indifferent face.

She took in a long, hitched breath. Oh crap she was going to scream! I cringed, waiting for the moment that I knew was coming...

But she only exhaled, slowly. What the hell? "This isn't supposed to happen like this." She talked in a shaky voice. On the verge of crying... but her tears had already dried up. WAIT... 'This isn't supposed to be like this.'? Ahh, so she WAS just using him. Hmph, I knew her so well. I let myself smirk and crossed my arms while doing so. I was right about her all along. Well, about fifteen minutes ago, since I tried really hard not to think about her intentions in that span of three years.

Oh, and this is the day she broke my heart. How ironic that today is the day she meets what should have been coming to her all along. The bitch.

In the half second my mind slipped to think that, she slapped Antonio across the face. It now left a red mark along his right cheek... Ouch, I could almost feel the sting of that. That's how hard Bella slaps people... but Antonio decided to keep his calm and not react to Bella's assault. And she noticed it wasn't going to affect him.

"WHY? Why are you acting like this! Vas-te faire foutre, enculé! Je te déteste! Pourquoi es-tu rompre avec moi? Que diable ai-je faire! Just what the fuck did I do to you?" She sobbed and screamed at Antonio. Sometimes at the same time. It's amazing that she didn't choke over her words. Ahh, so this is where all the anger was going to.

. . .

But holy flying fuck! Did she have a set of lungs in her. Antonio and I just gawked at her when she switched her curses (from what I think) immediately to French. Shit, another language I gave up on. Maybe I should have remembered it solely for this purpose. Since I decided to learn a few terms from Bella when we were dating. But I wiped my memory clear of anything she said to me those long, good-for-nothing years. But look how well that turned out.

"Bella, I can't understand you. You know that. And you know exactly what you've done all these years." Antonio's voice was serious. Oh, so he can put his foot down when he wants to. Didn't think the bastardo had it in him. His eyes were closed and I could see a little vein pulsing, right on his forehead.

Well, dealing with this bitch is like dealing with a stubborn little five-year-old girl that just had her toys taken away. I rolled my eyes and wanted to say something biting, but I decided to shut my mouth... This isn't my fight.

She scoffed, "What are you talking about? I've never done anything wrong." God, I just wanted to slap her right across the face. But I can't really hit a girl... not like I see Bella as one. I felt like slapping people a lot today.

Okay, time to walk into the scene. I've had enough of her 'good girl' shit routine. What ever you want to call it.

"Never done anything wrong? Oh please. You're like a fucking sanguisuga. A goddamn leech that only cares for money and shit like that." I slowly walked over to her, taking long strides like I was some predator waiting to pounce. Hell! I am ready to pounce! "All you do is go around... fucking guys, taking their money, play off the "I love you" game, and when you see they're getting too committed... Run off and don't give a shit." I stationed myself right next to Antonio. Taking his side, getting rid of the pest. "And don't give me anymore 'I've never done anything wrong~' and go giggling around all over the place. I know what kind of a bitch you really are."

Well, I'm on a roll. I'm totally winning over her right now, not even feeling broken inside. I'm so confident about this, I know she'll be the one that breaks this time. I half-smirked at her, and glanced at the idiot right next to me. Isn't he going to say anything? Well, he does seem too nice for this kind of thing.

She squinted and shot me an expression that gave off a vibe that said, 'What right do you have, fucker?' She didn't have to say it, it's not hard to tell. "Such language..."

Hypocrite.

"Ohh... I know what's going on here." She looked between the two of us, and smirked. She started giggling. Fuck, I didn't think about this. Time to move away from Antonio. I walked up to her and got in as close to her face as I could, looking her in the eyes with my evil death glare. I had no idea what the hell I was going to say to her...

"Truth is, your little 'Toni~' was coming in to buy an engagement ring for you... Good fucking thing he didn't. Now your little plan is foiled. I bet you were gonna do the same to him like you did to me." I scowled at her. "Maybe even take the fucking ring this time because you just care about your riches." I rolled my eyes. "Time to get a real life, bitch. And quit being as low as bastards who date for sport. I hate people like you." I pulled back and looked at her with a disgusted face.

I still had one more thing to say to the bitch. "Now, do yourself a favor..." My voice was low and slow, "Sparir della faccia della Terra. Tu sei non meglio di terra. ...Tu sei non degno chiamarsi 'un persona'." I turned my back to her, and started walking back to Antonio's side. "Oh... and go fuck yourself. Because no one will want to anymore." Then again, there are always those horny bastards...

Okay, even if it was in Italian... and even if she didn't get it... maybe that line was a little too harsh, but it's better for the lives of everyone else. It had to be said.

She shouldn't be called a person if she can't treat people like... people.

Bella probably couldn't understand me, but I think she still understood that I downgraded her. Now she knows that I will most likely always treat her like trash. She can't possibly be treated like a human if she doesn't see others as one. Feeling arrogant, I turned around and stuck my nose in the air, refusing to look at the blonde woman in front of me.

She took a few steps towards me. "Listen here, mister! If you think I'll back down that easi–"

Before I could even think, I immediately slapped her. And hard, not some dainty little play slap, but enough to leave a bright red mark against pale white skin. My eyes widened and my reaction was to pull my hand up and cover my gaping mouth, and if I didn't stop myself, I would have apologized to her. I know she's a piece of shit, but she's still a woman. I can't slap a woman! Still, she had it coming to her... So I didn't say anything, but just looked at her with wide eyes. I wish I could see the reaction of the man behind me. The only thing I could see was Bella's face turned to the side with her shoulder-length blonde hair covering the evidence of any attack.

For all I know she could be crying again... She turned to me, quickly saying, "Fuck you!" and ran off away from Antonio and myself. I still caught a glint of tears in her eyes. That's all I needed to do? Slap the fucker? If I had just done that earlier, I could have saved myself some sweet siesta time. I'll have to keep that in mind the next time she comes around.

After what seemed like ages, I finally exhaled. Finally, gone.

I wondered how Antonio was taking all of this. Oh shit! Did I make him realize the horrible relationship he and Bella shared too harshly? Fuck, if he's gonna start crying I'm just gonna leave him here on the streets... Maybe I was a little too harsh with this whole situation. I turned to face the Spaniard and expected to see a hurt expression.

There was no hurt expression, no expression at all actually. Like really, usually 'no expression' would be something along the lines of 'indifferent' but this... this was like Antonio wasn't even here anymore.

Aww, fuck. So I did tear the poor bastard up.

"Uhm, sorry about that..." I rubbed the back of my head and tried to give an apologetic smile. Smiles aren't my forté. At least he snapped out of his trance to stare at me blankly. A mask of hurt and worry flashed across his face.

"Huh, oh. Ahh~ Don't worry about it." He forced a smile. "I guess I was just so blind all along." He looked down at his feet and started shuffling them.

Shit, I really don't want to deal with this. But I have to clean up my mess. I was never good at it. "Yeah, I guess that was a... little too far. And... uhm, don't worry. It's not your fault. I... I fell for it, too." I was an idiot, barely realizing crap like this now. Maybe I can help him forget all about the bitch with a little talk.

What's the most American way to talk problems out... Oh right, "Wanna get a cup of coffee... Talk all this stuff over?" I'd rather go for some wine, but this isn't Italy. I guess American traditions will have to do for now. Damn country.

"Really? That would be great! Ahaha~ I'll treat!" And now he was really smiling. The smile seemed to let me relax a bit after getting all hyped up with Bella. That's weird, I usually don't relax so easily...

"Uhh, yeah. Of course you are, you idiot! I just had to solve your little girlfriend problem for you. And it wasn't easy." And let the bagging of ex-girlfriends begin. I'm already starting to like Antonio more and more.


Lovi's pretty mean today. D:

And isn't amazing how Bella turned into such a bitch in like.. six years? Ahaha~ I wrote that flashback after I finished the ending, and I realized that at school.. I told my friend and we were both like. "FUUUUHHHH- whatever."

Ahaha~ Please don't hurt me. D:
And thank you to those, again!, who faved/reviewed/subscribed from my last chapter. xD

It would be awesome if that continued.. but I don't really mind. :D

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French: (Yeah, so I made Bella speak French.. and uh, I added "horny bastards" in so.. guess who might be showing up future chapters..! xD)

Va te faire foutre, enculé! Je te déteste! Pourquoi es-tu rompre avec moi? Que diable ai-je faire! – Fuck you, bastard! I hate you! Why are you breaking up with me? What the hell did I do!

Italian: (Not very good with Italian, my Aunt is kind of a help... but I still think my Italian may be wrong..)

Mio fratello – My brother.

Mio nonno – My grandpa.

Bastardo – Bastard.

Sanguisuga – leech

Sparir della faccia della Terra. Tu sei non meglio di terra. ...Tu sei non degno chiamarsi 'un persona'.– Disappear from the face of the Earth. You're nothing better than dirt. ...You are not worthy to be called 'a person'.

Spanish: (Well I betrayed my own language.. I guess since Toni didn't have much to say today.)

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So, if you want anything to happen in the next/future chapters, just leave me a little note.. I listened to some peoples' requests.. And it was pretty fun including it in, made it a little interesting.. xD

Don't worry, I'll add more foreign language chapters to come.~

Siempre, con amor~
-Striped.