Note: I do not own APH in anyway possible. This is chapter 3. I feel like I'm just trying to drag the story =.= Please R&R and thank you for all your reviews!

BTW: The words in italic means that it's the past. Please enjoy it.

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Wounds

"Ouch! Damn this stupid thing!" A young Lovino kicked the spinning wheel. He was just playing with it for fun, only to prick on the finger.

"Watch your mouth, Lovi!"

Lovino sulked as Antonio look at the wound. It was a small wound but a drop of blood dripped from it. Carefully, Antonio licked the wound, his own way of getting rid of the blood.

"W-what the hell are you doing!" Lovino, blushing, pulled back his arm.

"Just cleaning the wound, now stay still while I put the plaster."

That was an incident from the past that made Lovino realise that Antonio did that to pretty much any wound that involved blood. However, it was in the past and he was never sure whether that habit was still there.

"So, in other words, you ask me to come all the way here just to try your new sauce recipe?!"

Antonio nodded at the slightly annoyed Lovino who was sitting at the kitchen table. He was trying out a new tomato sauce recipe by the stove and who else was better to be the taster than Lovino?

"Ouch!"

"What happened?" Antonio quickly turned around. Apparently, a bored Lovino had played with the fruit cutter which was on the table and had cut his finger. A rather small wound.

Placing the fire at low, Antonio walked towards Lovino and grapped his hand and just like in the past, licked the wound, causing Lovino to blush heavily. Taking a plaster from his pocket, he covered the wound.

"Lovi, you're as red as the tomato sauce!" Antonio commented as he went back to making his sauce.

"Chigii!!! Shut up!"

"Mind your manners!"

The aroma of the sauce soon filled the air. "Are you going to be done soon?" A very bored Italy asked.

"Soon, just a little bit more…"

Within minutes, Antonio had a bowl of tomato sauce infront of Lovino, with a spoon half emerged in the sauce.

"It's hot," Antonio warned him.

Paying no heed, Lovino wanted to get it over fast so he quickly picked up the spoon, causing some sauce to spatter on the table and surprisingly, his face.

He dropped the spoon back into the bowl; his eyes began to tear a little.

"I think it scalded…" he said, pointing to the corner of his mouth where the most sauce splattered on.

Antonio sighed, he had warned him but like usual, he didn't listen. He couldn't possibly put a plaster on a scalded wound so he got a wet towel.

Before handing the towel to Lovino, he did something unexpected. Slowly, using his own tongue, he licked the sauce off the side of Lovino's lips causing him to flush furiously.

Antonio had yet a strange feeling. He felt like he wanted to do more then just that. A certain feeling of lust which he did not understand. He handed glass to Lovino who, still blushing, gulped it down.

"Bastard, why'd you do that for?!"

"But it was a wound…"

"It wasn't bleeding or anything you idiot!"

That certainly struck him. Why did he do that for? Lovino was right, it wasn't even bleeding yet he did it…

Shaking it off, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled like he usually did, causing Lovino to go 'Chigii!"

A flustered Lovino threw the spoon with the already cooled sauce on it at Antonio. He quickly used his hand to block but wasn't fast enough. The sauce dripped down his cheek like blood.

"Lovino, you better clean up this mess!"

He had said his name properly, meaning he was indeed angry. Looking down, Lovino got up when suddenly; a brilliant idea came to mind for him to extract revenge without getting scolded.

He approached the taller nation and tipping toe, licked the tomato sauce from Antonio's cheek.

"What are you doing?!" Antonio once again felt blood rushing to his cheeks, a tingling feeling.

"I'm multi-tasking," Lovino proclaimed. "Cleaning up the mess and tasting the sauce at the same time!" He proceeded to lick Antonio's cheek another time, causing even more blood to rush to his cheeks.

Antonio couldn't argue back, Lovino was right. Smiling at his victory, he used a cloth to wipe off the remaining sauce on Antonio and on the floor. Antonio felt a little disappoint. At that point, he had no idea why he felt like that.

"S-so how's the sauce?" He asked, trying to divert his attention.

"Pretty nice, I bet it'll taste good on pasta... AH!"

It suddenly struck Lovino on what he had just done and he began to blush deep red.

"A… Haha! Now we both look like tomatoes," Antonio tried to joke about it.

"S-shut up!" Lovino looked the other way, still blushing.

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I really hope you've enjoyed it and thanks for taking the time to read =3