Authors Note: Hello everyone! Thank you for taking the time to read this! You guys are wonderful and I hope you are enjoying the story so far!

The day was still rather young and with the emotional beginning, young Erich hardly wanted to spend time with anyone right now. Especially not time with someone he hardly knew. The boy slipped from the Spaniards grip and would begin to return back inside. This left Antonio puzzled.

The Spaniard would follow Erich inside the house, oblivious to the child's need of comfort. He followed the boy right to his room, smile still spread across his lips.

"Erich, why are you so sad?" The Spaniard finally asked, watching the young boy crawl back into bed as he began to pout. Erich gave no response. He had always been a shy child. "Your brother will come back."

The boy still gave no response. He just covered himself up in bed, hoping the blankets would just hide him away. They didn't. Antonio would walk over and pull the covers off. He would look at the young blond who had tears glistening in his eyes. The tanned male instantly scooped the young boy out of the bed and held him close.
"Now, now, carino…" Antonio's voice was soft, soothing, and comforting. Erich clung to the other and began to cry. "He will be okay. I know your brother well and he will be fine."

After crying his feelings out for almost an hour, the Spaniard holding him close the whole time, Erich finally calmed down. He was snuggled up against the warm skin of his babysitter and all energy was drained out of him. The boy needed a nap.

Antonio would tuck the child back into bed and kiss the top of his forehead. After humming a soft tune to the child, Antonio slipped from the room and left the boy to sleep for an hour. After all, it was still early in the morning and it was an emotional morning.

Around ten in the morning was when the boy finally woke back up. He slipped from the bed, the smell of food wafting in the air. It smelled delicious, whatever it was. Erich would tidy up his bed and leave the room, heading towards the kitchen. Blue eyes would focus on the tall tan man. He was humming and shaking his hips slightly while mixing something together. Antonio had not noticed the pair of blue orbs focusing on him. In fact, he continued to dance and hum, having fun while cooking. It was only when Erich finally spoke up that Antonio had noticed he had a little spy.

"What are you making?" The child asked his cheeks a soft pink shade. Whatever it was, it smelled delicious.

"Just preparing food for lunch." The man smiled brightly, hardly caring that there were eyes fixated on him. He would return to his humming, still swaying his hips slightly. These movements made the boy's cheeks keep their pink shade, though they were growing a little darker.

"Why are you dancing?" Erich asked another question, wondering why the other male was so cheerful.

"Well," Antonio would pause a moment to think, all movements and humming ceasing. "I guess I just don't see any reason to not be cheerful."

"Like what?" The boy was adamant on his questions.

"Well…" He began just like his last answer. "I supposed I love having the company of such an adorable boy."

This response made Erich's face burn brighter. No one really called him adorable. Well, other than Gilbert. But his brother did say a lot of strange things all the time.

"Besides, I have so much planned for us to do today!" This made the older man chuckle, setting the food preparations into a fridge.

"Like what?" Erich asked once more.

"Well that will be a surprise." Antonio responded.

So far, Erich didn't mind this man. After all, Antonio was always a cheerful man and it did bring the child's spirits up. Antonio wasn't a bad person and he was not nearly as strict as Roderich was.

"Can I help you prepare the food?" This was the child's final question and it brought the biggest smile to Antonio's lips.

"Si. Of course you can carino." Antonio would motion for Erich to move over beside him. "But only if you dance with me first." A hand was held out, waiting for the young boy to grab ahold of it.

There was silence for a moment, no movement at first. Erich was confused and very baffled, cheeks ablaze. Finally, a small hand reached out and took hold of the larger one. Antonio would grin only wider and he began to playfully dance with the young boy.

The two would dance and dance, preparing food along the way until it had hit noon. They would then take a break, Antonio's orders, and go outside to enjoy the warm sun on their skins.

Erich's first impression of Antonio was a good one. He was kind, nice, and comforting. It made Erich feel good and he liked Antonio very much. This babysitter would be a good one and these long months would be fun and interesting.

Authors Note: Well things are slowly beginning to progress. Then again, the longer the wait, the better the result. I hope you've enjoyed what you've read so far! R&R F&F!