AN: Yaaaaaay~ Finally chapter two~! Quite a few people reviewed and asked for more...It made me happy~ ;u; Thank you, everyone who reviewed~ I'm sorry for the long wait, by the way OTL

I think this chapter is weird. Then again, this whole story is weird. This one's shorter than the first, too. I'm sorry OTL I tried to give a little more on Spain's POV of the whole situation~ (Considering the fact that I did no Spain POV in the first chapter.) I actually planned to have a little TurkeyxNetherlands smexy scene in this chapter, but Spain's POV hogged the whole thing. Soooo...maybe next chapter, if you guys want~

Aaaaanyway, enjoy~! Reviews are, uh, still very much appreciated, by the way~ ;u;

"Kiss me."

"What?! I wouldn't kiss you if my life depended on it!"

"Kiss me, dammit."

"No!"

Tim's eye twitched. Sadiq sure was stubborn. How the hell had he gotten the Turkish man to agree to pretend to go out with him in the first place? Well, that didn't really matter anymore. The main thing was that he'd finally gotten him here, and Antonio was now watching them with a curious expression after stumbling upon them while walking through the academy's tulip garden.

"Tulip wannabe," Tim muttered under his breath, pulling his gaze away from Antonio to look at Sadiq again, who quickly huffed. Before the tan man could say anything else, Tim pressed their lips hard together in an awkward kiss.

Of course, seeing this confused Antonio further. Apparently, he couldn't quite understand why the two macho men were kissing. It must've looked rather out there, Tim decided silently as he pulled back to glare at Sadiq. Then he blinked in surprise. Was that a blush on Sadiq's face? The creep.

"W-What the hell," Sadiq panted out softly, seeming slightly taken aback as well. He looked away quickly, though his arms slipped around Tim's waist and pulled him close. Almost immediately, Tim's hand swiped at his head.

"Let me go!" Tim snapped, squirming about somewhat frantically. Such a position was not favored by him, not one bit. It made him feel like...like how he should be making Spain feel. But Spain had Romano, and Romano made him happy. Damn that Turkish bastard, reminding Tim of something he couldn't do.

Antonio stared at the squabbling men with that questioning expression ever-present on his face. He just couldn't figure it out. Why were they kissing? Why was Tim letting Sadiq hug him like that? Well, he was struggling... Maybe he was being raped? Sadiq did seem like the type to rape...especially after his little run in with Romano...

The Spaniard frowned. There was a heavy feeling in his chest, around his racing heart. He felt angry, too, like he wanted to just hit something, preferably Sadiq. He wasn't jealous, he argued with himself. Not at all.

With a small shrug, the brunette turned away from the odd couple. If they were going out, they could go out, he figured. As he walked off, however, he just couldn't shake that weird feeling. Something felt wrong, horribly wrong, like something was out of whack in his chest. He'd felt jealousy before, but never like this, never towards Tim. It was beyond weird. It was almost scary.

Oh, well. Might as well just move on.

"Lovi~!" he called upon spotting the Italian. He ran up to him with a wide smile, only to receive a cute little glare in return. Oh, his Italian was so cute, always glaring at him like that and saying how much he hated him...

Like Tim.

Antonio paused, his smile faltering slightly. Romano must've noticed, for his eyes narrowed at the Spaniard in a quick second.

"What? What do you want?" Romano huffed at him, or in his general direction, and headed into the dorm building. Of course, Antonio followed right behind like some annoying little dog that Romano wanted so much to kick but decided not to because it was too cute. He couldn't kick a dog. "Damn dog..."

Antonio blinked. "What was that?"

Romano sighed, "Nothing, dammit. Now, what the fuck do you want?" He glanced back at him with a frown.

"Oh. Hahahahaha~ Nothing, really," Antonio smiled at him, bouncing cheerfully down the hall after him. Then he hesitated, which caught Romano's attention like a whip cracking. "Well, actually...I was wondering if you knew about Tim and Sadiq."

The Italian blinked, then huffed again. He looked down at the steps below his feet, walking up the stairs slowly. "What about them?" he asked, glancing back at Antonio again, who quickly smiled.

"Are they going out or something? I saw them acting all lovey-dovey!" Antonio laughed again as he thought about it. That sure had been a funny sight to see, two tough guys like Tim and Sadiq acting- or trying to- like a couple. He hoped they were only acting, anyway...

"What?" Romano frowned. "Lovey-dovey? Those two? Fucking idiot...they were probably fucking fight again!" he snapped at Antonio, but the Spaniard's smile didn't fade, needless to say. Romano wasn't too awfully intimidating. Unless you insulted his tomatoes, perhaps.

"Si, you're probably right..." Antonio forced himself to not sigh. He was definitely a bad person. Or he felt like it, at least. He was using his boyfriend, the one he said "I love you" to everyday to find out about another guy he felt something for. That had to be against the law in some country.

"You shouldn't let it bother you," the Italian mumbled as he walked up to the door of his dorm room. His words captured Antonio's attention, making him look at him quickly. He glanced back at him and huffed once more, "It's stupid to worry about something that doesn't even involve you. It's not like you like either of them, anyway."

Antonio blinked in surprise. Romano was right. It didn't involve him, and he didn't like Sadiq or Tim. He gave another smile and stepped up to the Italian, hugging him gently and murmuring back, "Right, Lovi..."

He loved Tim.