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So guess what?! I got my first review! *SQWEEEEEEE!* Thanks for the awesomeness that you are Natalie Edelstein! :3 (kitty smiles right back at ya!)

Anyways, a promise is a promise so… Here we go!~

NOTE: I do not own Hetalia. If I did, there would be a scene where the Italy brothers both dance to: "We No Speak Americano" by Yolanda and D-cup (I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG)… In front of Luddy and Antonio… OMG I'M TOTALLY WRITING THAT!

Anywhos… Enjoy !~

Oh my God.

This was all Lovino could think as he watched the bull charge behind his love, and he tried to yell out to him, warn him in some way. Sadly, it came too late.

Antonio was flipped up into the air by the bull's sharp horns and blood could be seen from where Lovino was sitting two rows up. The entire crowd gasped and gaped at the man in peril, but Lovino couldn't even make a sound. He felt like he was paralyzed as he watched the bull charge again at his unconscious love, and all he could do was sit there as the beast prepared to charge again, scuffing its feet across the ground which made the dust rise behind the large animal.

Only one thought registered in his mind: He might…

His thoughts were cut short as the authorities came in and rescued Antonio, and that was when Lovino sprang into action. He jumped off the ledge that his seat had been constructed on and ran to Antonio, not caring who he ran into or what kind of dirty looks and comments he got. One bastard even threw a tomato at him. How ironic, he thought as he wiped the mess off of his clothes. He was brought out of his memories of sun-bathed days with ripened tomatoes by a sight he would never forget.

Antonio was covered in gashes and bruises that littered his body. The ambulance was loading him up when Lovino ran to the woman who pushed in the last of the yellow gurney.

"May I help you?"

"He's…he's my…"

The woman seemed sympathetic of Lovino, and she seemed to understand immediately, and allowed him into the back of the ambulance without hesitation. Lovino watched helplessly as Antonio was connected to all sorts of wires and machines, and he couldn't help but think: You better not break your promise.

*TIME SKIP*

Antonio had been out for hours now. Feliciano and the rest of the group that had attended the bullfight had left, leaving Lovino alone with Antonio.

Lovino's eyes gazed over Antonio for what seemed like the thousandth time that day. His head was wrapped with a clean, white bandage, and he had a large bruise covering the left side of his face. The gashes on his back were bandaged in a similar fashion to his head, as were the many other cuts that littered his body. Lovino made himself remember what the doctor said in order to prevent himself from having a break down again:

"He'll recover in a few weeks' time. None of the gashes were severe enough to cause any irreversible damage, and he doesn't have any broken bones or signs of internal bleeding. He's not in a coma, just knocked unconscious."

One of the nurses came in to check on Antonio's vitals and inject more pain medication through his I.V., and she didn't even object to Lovino's presence. They had tried to make him leave the hospital multiple times, and they used countless excuses to try and get him to leave. They had tried, not succeeded. The nurse left shortly afterwards, leaving Lovino to his own thoughts. He had heard the phrase countless times before when it came to situations like these, but never had he understood the meaning of those words:

"It's a miracle he survived."

He'd never understood how true that phrase, seeming to be so over-used, could be. It was that simple thought that ran through his head as he grabbed onto Antonio's hand, set his head on the bed next to the unconscious man, and fell into a fitful asleep.

*TIME SKIP: 2 HOURS*

Antonio woke up, feeling like he had been run over by a truck.

No, not a truck… a bull.

As he opened his eyes, he vaguely remembered the fight, his leap, his smile to…

"Lovino…"

His voice was so hoarse that it came out more as a whisper, and he glanced down to see his little love holding his hand, fast asleep. Antonio smiled at the sight, but frowned when he noticed the details.

Lovino's hair was a mess, and there were huge bags under his eyes. There were tears tracks made down his face, and the area under his eyes looked swollen and puffy. His hand seemed to grip onto Antonio's for dear life, as though he was clinging onto the only thing that mattered in his world.

That's when Antonio remembered Lovi's words from earlier:

"I-I wouldn't be able to bear being alone, w-without you…"

The guilt immediately set upon Antonio, and he felt his heart twitch painfully in his chest. How worried had his little tomato been? Antonio looked at the clock which showed the time to be early in the morning. Had he been here the entire time? He then realized something even more terrifying: he had almost broken his promise. Through his worry, he almost didn't notice when Lovino's eyes opened.

"L-Lovi… I'm sorry… I almost broke my promise and-"

His guilt-ridden confession was cut short by a pair of soft lips placed on his own, and he became aware of the tears running down Lovino's face. He separated the kiss to wipe Lovi's tears away and look into his hazel eyes that were red from crying.

"I'm sorry Lovino…I-"

"Just… stop. And don't you ever scare me like that again."

"Okay Lovi. I promise I won't ever do that again and-"

Lovino cut him off again with his lips and broke the kiss only to utter two words:

"Shut up."

Antonio couldn't help but comply.

FLUFF ENDING! LALALALAAA!~

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