*Author's note- I don't own Hetalia. Thank you guys so very much for all of the fav story adds' and such it made my day. Secondly I want to thank my four reviewers for the last chapter, Farfetched Fairy & Roxi2Star, skribble-scrabble and MakePasta, you guys rock. Anyways I hope you guys like this chapter; and happy holidays. Oh and before I forget I show little snippets of other couples from time to time. Sorry if you don't like RussCan or GerIta but I do.

Warnings: Some gay bashing and general douchebagary (that I do not support; obviously or I wouldn't be writing a fic that's boyXboy.) And as expected; a warning for Lovi's awful potty mouth. Oh and some RussCan and GerIta.

On with the story! Huzzah!*

Chapter two

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"There lived a certain man, in Russia long ago. He was big and strong. In his eyes a flaming glow."

Mattie felt increasingly guilty for just leaving Lovino. But what was he supposed to do? Lovino had basically ordered him to leave. And you know Lovino, once his mind is set on something there's no arguing.

Matthew let out a frustrated sigh, banging his head against his locker. Sadiq wouldn't do anything stupid, right? "Matvey, what is wrong?" Matthew turned his head quickly to see the intimidating form that was Ivan Braginski.

"Oh, h-hey I-Ivan…" Matthew stuttered. Ivan furrowed his brow. "Mattie looks worried, da?" Ivan asked, his voice holding a hint of concern. "T-thanks for asking… I'm just worried about a friend." Matthew answered.

Really Matthew was curious as to why Ivan was showing him attention. Ivan was not really known for compassion. Quite the opposite actually, Ivan was known for being a sadistic creep at times.

"I'm sure any friend of Matvey can handle himself." Ivan's tone was genuine. Matthew raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure if he'll be able to handle himself against Sadiq." Ivan seemed to think about it before nodding.

"He is quite obnoxious, but his threats are only superficial. No reason to worry, da?" Ivan reasoned. Mattie smiled weakly. Maybe he's right. "Thanks, Ivan." Ivan smiled brightly. "So, Matvey is free now, da?"

Matthew quirked an eyebrow at the question. "I guess, why?" Ivan leaned in slightly. "I was wondering if Matvey would mind accompanying me to a movie." Matthew weighed his options; should he go possibly have fun but be in the company of a semi-dangerous Russian. Or option two, go home and listen to his slutty brother and whatever bimbo he brought home for the weekend.

Needless to say Mattie decided to go with option one. "Sounds lovely, but I would like to check on Lovino before we leave." Ivan nodded, following Matthew back to the locker room.

They were in sight of the locker room when two figures stepped out, one Lovino and the other one was obviously not Sadiq. Lovino looked happy, even if he tried hard to hide it. Yes his friend was in a good mood that was all Matthew needed.

"Okay Ivan let's go." Mattie said cheerily.

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"So, Lovi… do you think you can stand?" Antonio asked; his eyes filled with worry. Lovino's face flushed as he nodded. Antonio held out his hand out waiting for Lovino to take it. Reluctantly Lovino took the hand, mumbling swears the whole time.

Antonio examined Lovino's appearance. His pants were to his ankles, his shirt torn, eyes red; yep Lovino looked like a mess. "Let's clean you up." Antonio said before getting to work.

First, Antonio pulled Lovino's pants up. Then took a shirt out of his bag and handed it to Lovi. "Sorry if it smells a little, it's my gym shirt." Lovino sniffed it to make sure it didn't smell too bad, and was surprised at the wonderful smell cinnamon.

"Does it smell?" Antonio asked; Lovino shrugged before putting it on. Smiling, Antonio took Lovino's hand dragging him to the sink. Antonio ripped off a piece of paper towel and wetting it.

Lovino put up a hand to stop him. "You don't have to do that for me." He protested, but Antonio started wiping off Lovino's face anyways. When finished, Antonio examined his work.

Lovino definitely looked better when he was blushing. Antonio stared at the small Italian for a while. Finally Lovino had had enough of it, "Oi, bastard! Are you going to keep staring or what? And what were you doing in here in anyways?" That brought Antonio out of his daydream.

"Huh, oh sorry… I was looking for my cellphone. But, when I saw that bastard doing that to you I had to act." Antonio said casually while rubbing the back of his head. Lovino rolled his eyes.

Of course he had lost something. Stupid sexy bast- Wait! You cannot be thinking that! Lovino's scowl deepened as he continued to rant internally. Antonio on the other hand was smiling obliviously, thinking of how cute Lovino was when he scowled.

Antonio want to know more about the cute little Italian, finally an idea popped into his head. "Hey, Lovi do you want to hang out today… I know we've only just met but I want to get to know you and-" Lovino cut him off. "Well I suppose since its Friday and you did help me I guess you could come over a while, but only for a while."

Antonio smiled gleefully. Lovino started to leave when he turned around. "Oh, and no hitting on my brother, he has a huge potato bastard of a boyfriend that will crush you." Lovino said sternly. Antonio giggled quietly. Lovino didn't need to worry about his brother, the only one Antonio was interested in was the spicy Italian before him.

They left the locker room; Antonio asking any question he could think of making Lovino blush and swear at the attention. They were so wrapped up in each other that they didn't see the pair watching them.

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"Ve~ Lovi~ who's your new friend?" Feliciano cooed. Lovino rolled his eyes. "Feli, this is Antonio the bastard. Antonio this is my idiot of a fratello, Feliciano." Lovino introduced awkwardly.

"Ve~ it's so nice to meet a new friend of fratello's," Feliciano cheered; hanging off of Ludwig's arm. Ludwig cleared his throat. "Oh, sorry this is my boyfriend Ludwig." Ludwig offered his hand, Antonio gladly shook it.

"Great… now that you're all buddies, Antonio and I will be in my room. Feli try not to make too much noise when you and potato bastard fuck." Lovino huffed; grabbed Antonio's hand and stormed up the stairs.

Ludwig and Feliciano were left down stairs flustered.

Antonio laughed as he flopped down on the bed. "Wow, Lovi I'm pretty sure that their still flustered down there." Lovino rolled his eyes as he turned on the TV. "Whatever, I just don't want to hear that. And I'm pretty sure that you don't want to either." Lovino muttered as he plopped next to him.

"Oh Lovi, you just met me and you can already read my mind." "Whatever bastard, so what do you want to do now?" Lovino asked holding down a blush. Antonio hummed a little while thinking. "I know…I want to know more about my cute little Lovi." Antonio purred.

Lovino turned a deeper shade of red. "Stupid bastard, what is there to know?" Lovino mumbled. Antonio chuckled, this boy was really cute. "First off, who was that guy?" Lovino lowered his head. Of course he wanted to know. "That was Sadiq. He's a douchesnozzle, so just stay away from him." Antonio nodded in understanding.

The questions kept rolling. Antonio finally stopped when he heard Lovino's stomach growl.

"Lovi, are you hungry?" Antonio chirped happily. "So what if I am?" Lovino spat. "Nothing, I was just wondering if you wanted to go get something to eat." Lovino crossed his arms.

"I'll go make us some pasta." Lovino stood up leaving the room. Antonio checked out his ass as he went. Mmm, Lovino even has a cute as. Antonio leered. Once alone Antonio stood up, taking the opportunity to find out more about the little Italian.

He went over to the bookshelf randomly pulling out a black book. He opened it to the first page; there he saw a beautiful woodland scene. Had Lovino done this? It was beautiful.

He flipped to the next page. This was of a football game (or soccer to Americans.) Lovino had drawn himself kicking the winning goal, he looked happy. Oh míosdios, Lovi looks even cuter when smiles. I wonder what I can do to make him smile like that…

The Spaniard was so entranced with the drawings that he didn't even notice when Lovino entered the room. "What the fuck are you doing?" Lovino shouted taking the sketch book from Antonio.

"I was looking at you're amazing sketches." Lovino glared at him. "You don't have to lie, I know they suck." Lovino put the sketchbook back. Antonio shook his head. "I wasn't lying, those were absolutely beautiful. Did you draw those?" Lovino gave a small smile while nodding.

Antonio internally swooned he was right! Lovino was cuter when he smiled. "Whatever… the pasta's ready so let's go downstairs." Lovino muttered, giving up all of the fight.

"Sure, Lovi that sounds good." Antonio purred.

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"Oh My God, Lovi this is incredible!" Antonio moaned as he took a bite. "I told you, my pasta is the fucking best." Lovino boasted proudly. "Well you were right! I don't think that I'll be able to eat any other pasta besides yours." Antonio cooed.

"Damn straight." Lovino agreed. He really enjoyed being praised, as it rarely happened. Most of the praise went to his twin.

"So, Lovi can I stay the night?" Antonio asked mouth full of pasta. Lovino quirked a brow; thinking. "Why?" Antonio smirked. "Because, I want to spend time with mi tomate."

"Your what? I am not your tomato." Lovino shouted, a blush forming. "Aww, Lovi! Your turning red just like a tomato." Lovino glared at Antonio. "Bastard." Lovino growled. "So, can I? Please, Lovi…" Antonio pleaded.

Lovino groaned. "Fine, do what you want. But remember, hands off my brother." Again Lovi went to his brother. Why? Does he have a brother complex? Antonio sighed. "I promise I won't go after your brother."

"Good." Lovino finished the rest of his pasta at almost the same time Antonio did. "So what do you want to do now?" Lovino asked, unaware of the tomato sauce near his lip.

Oh god how he wanted to lick that tomato sauce off of the small Italian, but he restrained himself. After all Lovi had been attacked earlier. "Hey, Lovi you got some sauce here." He said pointing near his lip.

Lovi took his thumb wiped it. Then put the thumb in his mouth sucking it seductively; without even meaning to. Antonio stared mouth open. He's not doing it on purpose. He's not doing it on purpose. Antonio repeated in his mind. "Oi bastard what are you looking at?" Lovino snapped.

Antonio blushed. "Um nothing. I was just thinking of something." Lovino searched his face not really believing the answer. "Really?" Antonio nodded. Lovino looked at him a minute longer before letting it drop.

"Do you want to watch a movie or something?"

"Sure."

Lovino lead Antonio to the living room. "So what do you want to watch?" Antonio shrugged. "Fine, I'll choose but don't complain when you don't like it." Lovino got up from the couch.

He looked through the movies bending down to see the ones at the bottom. Antonio bit his lip. It was going to be a long night. Finally to Antonio's relief and disappointment Lovino chose a movie and popped it in the player.

Horror. Yes I can comfort him when he gets scared. Antonio plotted. He couldn't have been more wrong. Lovino cheered when the slutty cheerleader got her head chopped off by shovel.

Antonio cringed. How could his cute little tomato enjoy so much gore?

After the movie Lovino yawned. "That was a good movie right?" Lovino said turning to Antonio. "Um, yeah…" Lovino chuckled. It was obvious that Antonio couldn't handle the movie.

"So wanna to go to bed now?" Lovino asked casually. Antonio nodded slowly. It's not like that movie affected him; Right?

Antonio sighed again. It was definitely going to be a long night.

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*Author's note- Yep I know they progressed kind of fast but really, Antonio is a friendly guy who wanted to be friends. That's my pathetic attempt at explaining myself. Anywho reviews are lovely and keep me writing. Thanks for reading!*