I wrote this alternate ending just to mess with my Romano. I had her read it before she read the actual ending and she didn't know that this was the fake ending. She got pissed. When she finished reading it, she beat me with the papers that the story was printed on. Ow.

Chapter 3 (Alternate Ending)

Lovino woke up and groaned at the pain in his head. He opened his eyes and was looking down a toned torso so his head was resting on the chest. He sat up in surprise and grabbed his head as it throbbed in pain. He looked over at the sleeping Spaniard and his eyes grew wide.

What was Antonio doing in his bed?! Lovino tried to remember what and happened and realized that he couldn't.

Lovino sat there and thought for a moment. What had he done to get Antonio to sleep by him? Lovino blushed as he realized that he wasn't necessarily upset that Antonio was there.

Lovino laid back down like he was before, his head resting on the Spaniard's firm chest. The pain in his head virtually disappeared. Lovino smiled to himself as he looked down Antonio's torso again. He did like Antonio. And how many chances would he get to lay with Antonio like this?

Lovino blushed lightly as he slowly rested the palm of his hand on Antonio's abdomen, feeling the toned muscles there. He slowly moved his hand over Antonio's abdomen. He closed his eyes as his hand moved.

Antonio opened his eyes as he was awaken by a strange feeling on his lower stomach. He looked down and saw Lovino moving his hand over his body. Antonio's mouth hung open slightly as he watched and felt Lovino's hand move. His eyes widened as Lovino's hand moved further down, brushing the top of his jeans.

Lovino kept his eyes closed. He took a deep breath and slid his hand down, brushing the top of Antonio's jeans. He gathered his courage and slid his fingers lower, feeling the waistband of Antonio's underwear. He bit his lip nervously. He slowly started to slip his finger tips into Antonio's underwear.

Lovino heard the steady heartbeat within Antonio's chest speed up. Lovino's eyes flew open and widened. He felt his face turn bright red. His hand stayed in place as he froze.

"L-Lovino?" Antonio's voice shook slightly. At his words, Lovino shot up and moved to the other side of the bed. Antonio looked at Lovino with wide eyes.

"Leave." Lovino's voice was muffled as he covered his face with his hands.

"What?" Antonio sat up and moved so he was in front of Lovino.

"Leave!" Lovino shouted at Antonio from behind his hands. Antonio jumped and did as he was told. He closed the door behind him as he left.

Lovino pulled his hands away from his face once the door was shut. He laid down and stared at the ceiling. His head was pounding again. What was wrong with him? He could have just gone back to sleep or left! But he didn't. Why not?

Lovino fought with himself until he could no longer take the pounding in his head. He grabbed his tank-top from the floor and put it on. He grabbed Antonio's shirt and left his room.

Antonio turned from his spot in the kitchen as Lovino came out. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off as Lovino threw his shirt and it hit his face.

Lovino was thankful as Antonio put his shirt on. He didn't let it show, though. He went to the counter and made the coffee, refusing to look at Antonio.

Antonio frowned as he watched Lovino leave and take his coffee mug to the living room. He watched as Lovino set the mug down and picked up his book. After a while, he noticed that Lovino's eyes weren't moving over the page and he was yet to turn a page.

How the hell was Lovino supposed to focus on reading when Antonio was standing there watching him? What had even happened last night? Why was he touching Antonio like that this morning? What was wrong with him? Lovino's mind occupied itself with question after question instead of allowing him to read.

Antonio started to move to the living room and Lovino tensed. Antonio sat on the other end of the couch and sighed. "Lovino. We need to talk."

Lovino did not look at Antonio, who was watching him intently. "About what?"

"About this morning. About last night." Lovino did not reply. "Do you remember last night?" Lovino shook his head silently. "Oh." Antonio blushed. "Well, um. You were pretty drunk." He watched Lovino, waiting for a reaction, but he continued to stare at his book. "You, um...said some things. And...did some things."

Lovino visibly tensed. What had he done? He had somehow managed to get Antonio to sleep by him. Lovino jumped when Antonio yanked the book from his hands. "Hey! What the hell?! Give it back, you bastard!?"

Antonio quickly slid the book under his butt, hiding it from Lovino. "No. You need to talk to me. You can't ignore what happened." Lovino glared at Antonio and stood. He left and headed for his bedroom. Antonio became frantic. He had to stop him. Lovino had to know. Antonio jumped up from his spot on the couch as he yelled at Lovino, "You kissed me!"

Lovino froze. He had kissed him? Antonio grew worried when Lovino didn't respond. "You had a lot of wine during dinner. I laid down on the couch and closed my eyes. The next thing I knew, you were laying on top of me. Then you kissed me and said some things. You...you wanted to do more, but I wouldn't let you. I took you to bed instead, and you made me stay." Antonio finished with his rapid explanation. He watched Lovino and waited for any kind of response.

When Lovino turned around, he was red. Antonio didn't know if it was from embarrassment or rage. Lovino shouted at Antonio, "You sick bastard! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Antonio's eyes grew wide in fear of the angry Italian. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off. "You could have stopped me! For all I know, you could have...could have...you're sick! You're a sick, pedophilic bastard!" He was now standing right in front of Antonio, yelling up at him.

Antonio stepped back from Lovino. He put his hands up defensively. "I-I didn't do anything! You said you liked me! You said you thought I was sexy! You even told me I tasted sweet! You put-" He was cut off suddenly as Lovino grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him into a rough kiss.

Antonio's eyes widened as he stared at Lovino's closed eyelids. When he was released, he took a step back. Lovino opened his eyes and turned bright red. He looked up at the shocked, gaping Spaniard in front of him. He frowned. "What are you staring at, bastard?"

Antonio closed his mouth. "I-I thought you were angry."

Lovino blushed. "I was. Until I realized that it was true." Antonio continued to stare at Lovino. "What? Stop staring at me, you bastard." Lovino's blush deepened as his eyes flicked between Antonio and the floor.

Lovino was caught off guard when Antonio pushed him against the nearest wall and kissed him passionately. Lovino's eyes closed and his arms wrapped around Antonio's neck. Yes. This was what he wanted. For so long, he had hidden it and held it back. He wanted, needed, Antonio. He loved the feeling as Antonio pressed his body against his own. Lovino opened his mouth to Antonio, who instantly slid his tongue inside, earning him a soft moan from the smaller man.

Antonio's tongue explored Lovino's mouth while his hands explored Lovino's all too willing body. He moved his hands under Lovino's tank top. For so long, he had wanted to feel Lovino. To feel his skin and muscles beneath his touch. Feel him shiver and shudder beneath him. His hands moved hungrily over Lovino's body, feeling as much as they could.

When Antonio pulled out of the kiss, both men were breathing heavily. Lovino smiled at Antonio, a sight that made Antonio's heart soar. "I was right. You do taste sweet." Antonio laughed and kissed Lovino again. He frowned when Lovino pushed on his chest, ending the kiss.

Lovino laughed at Antonio when he pouted and grabbed his hand. He pulled Antonio to his bedroom and Antonio smiled again. Lovino stood at the end of the bed and kissed Antonio before pushing him down so he was sitting on the end of the bed.

Lovino quickly kneeled on the bed, straddling Antonio. Antonio grinned and his hands rested on Lovino's hips. Lovino put his hands on Antonio's shoulders and kissed him again.

Antonio's arms snaked around Lovino's waist and he pulled him tight against his body. He began to lift Lovino's shirt and Lovino raised his arms over his head and broke the kiss. Antonio slowly slid off Lovino's tank top, revealing the softly toned muscles. His eyes looked over Lovino, who blushed. "What the hell are you staring at?" Lovino shifted awkwardly on Antonio's lap, causing him to rub against Antonio's groin.

Antonio moaned as Lovino shifted. Lovino took a moment to realize what happen and he smiled. He moved again, and Antonio gave a small gasp. He moved again, with more force. Antonio groaned and grabbed Lovino's hips again. Lovino rubbed himself hard against Antonio and bit his bottom lip at his own pleasure. Antonio moaned and his eyes closed. "Lovino..."

Lovino suddenly found himself on his back on his bed with Antonio straddling and leaning over him, staring at him with lust filled eyes. Lovino looked up at Antonio with wide eyes. Antonio smiled and leaned down to kiss Lovino.

Lovino wrapped his arms around Antonio's neck and closed his eyes. Antonio rubbed one hand over Lovino's chest. Lovino opened his mouth willingly to Antonio. Antonio slid his tongue into Lovino's mouth and explored with his tongue again. Lovino's hands moved down the front of Antonio until they reached the bottom of Antonio's shirt. He slowly started to lift Antonio's shirt.

Antonio sat up and Lovino took his shirt off. His eyes widened slightly as he looked at the tan skin and defined muscles.

Antonio laughed. "You like it?" He laughed again when Lovino blushed and looked away. Antonio smiled. "I know you already know how it feels." He took Lovino's hand and put it on his chest so Lovino's palm was pressed firmly against it.

Lovino snatched his hand away and turned bright red. He muttered under his breath, "Bastard." His face got hotter as he thought about it and remembered the feeling of Antonio's body before. He wanted to feel it again. He hesitantly reached out and pressed his hand back where Antonio had put it. He moved it over Antonio's chest and slowly reached out with his other hand. He placed both hands on Antonio's chest.

Antonio smiled at Lovino. He was so cute. The curiosity in the younger man's eyes was adorable to Antonio. He sat there, straddling him, as Lovino moved his hands over Antonio's torso. Antonio laughed and Lovino smiled as he felt Antonio's muscles move underneath his hands. Antonio's laughter faded and his smile left too as he watched the hands on his body. They were moving lower and lower. The soft fingers slid gently at the top of his jeans, barely a whisper.

Lovino smiled as he watched and felt the muscles in Antonio's lower stomach tighten and tremor slightly. He loved the feeling of Antonio beneath his hands. He wanted more. He slid his fingers down into the waistband of Antonio's underwear. He moved his hands to Antonio's hips, feeling the smooth skin over the strong muscles there, without the restrictions of the clothing.

Without a second thought, Lovino pulled his hands out and started to unbutton Antonio's jeans. Antonio's eyes widened as he watched Lovino's fingers unbutton and unzip his pants. He didn't say anything as Lovino tugged at the jeans, sliding them down as much as he could while Antonio sat there. He kept quiet as Lovino's fingers danced along the top of his underwear and tugged at the elastic waistband. The fingers slid in again and Antonio still said nothing.

Antonio couldn't help but feel Lovino growing harder beneath him as he sat on top of the smaller man. He swallowed nervously. "L-Lovino?"

Lovino looked up at Antonio and blushed. He pulled his hands away and looked away. "I-I'm sorry. I-"

"It's ok." He swallowed again. "I just- Are you sure you want to do this? You don't have to." Antonio looked down at Lovino.

Lovino looked up at Antonio. "You don't want to." A frown set into his features and he looked away again as his eyes filled with tears.

A horrified look came to Antonio's face. "No! I do! I just don't want to rush you into anything. I've wanted to be with you for a while, actually. But I thought you hated me. I've caught myself staring at you when I didn't mean to. I-" He was silenced when Lovino put a finger to his mouth.

Lovino smiled. "It's ok. I've caught myself staring too." He grabbed Antonio's shoulders and pulled him down into a kiss. He intertwined his fingers into the back of Antonio's hair and moaned softly as their lips pressed together. He opened his mouth again and the kiss deepened.

Antonio lowered his body so it pressed against Lovino's, earning another moan from the smaller man. Antonio reached down between them and grabbed Lovino's erection through his jeans. Lovino's head fell back and he cried out. Antonio smiled and started to rub Lovino. Moans and cries of pleasure escaped Lovino as he lifted his hips to press up into the hand.

Antonio watched Lovino's face as it contorted with pleasure and his mouth fell open in breathless moans. He adored the light blush that covered the Italian's cheeks and cherished every sound that he gave. He loved the soft panting that made Lovino's chest rise and fall quickly and made his tongue stick out a bit like a dog.

Antonio started to undo Lovino's pants. Lovino smiled up at Antonio. "Ti amo." Antonio opened his mouth to answer when Gilbert and Francis burst into the room. Lovino gasped and tried to cover up with the blanket, but the damage was done. The two perverts had already seen Lovino with no shirt on and his pants undone. They'd also seen his blush and light panting. Oh god. Antonio would pay for this later.

After Gilbert had recovered from what he had seen, he smirked. "Toni! Come on, we have to do something! I mean. Unless you're too busy with little Lovi here."

"Don't call me that, bastard!" Lovino yelled at Gilbert with a bright red face. Gilbert laughed and Lovino scowled.

"Mon ami, come on. This is urgent."

Antonio frowned. "Guys, can't this wait?" The two shook their heads and Antonio's frown deepened. He turned to Lovino, who was watching him with wide eyes that begged him not to go. "I'm sorry, Lovino. Apparently I have to go. I'll see you when I get home." He leaned forward to kiss Lovino on the cheek but Lovino held his hand out to hold Antonio back by the chest as he looked away.

Antonio grabbed his shirt and got up with a frown. Gilbert and Francis snickered at how Antonio's pants were undone too. As they left the apartment, Lovino could hear the two picking on Antonio. He could also hear as Antonio growled at them, "Shut up, guys. He's just some kid I have to live with. He doesn't mean anything to me."

Lovino sat there in shock for a moment before he started to hyperventilate and cry. He felt so used. Antonio didn't really care about him. He never had. It was all just some charade that was designed to get Antonio laid. Lovino was ready to have sex with Antonio. To give up his virginity to him. He was a fool. An idiot. To think that Antonio would ever love him was a stupid mistake.

Lovino sat there all night, hoping and praying that Antonio would return and tell him that he loved him. That what he had said was a lie. When morning came and Lovino was still sitting awake and waiting, Lovino was crushed. It didn't matter what Antonio said now. If he had loved Lovino and not meant those words, he would have come back. But he didn't.

Lovino hastily packed his belongings, there weren't that many, into two suitcases. He picked up the book he had been pretending to read. He dropped it again. He couldn't take it. He wrote a shaky note to Antonio and left, never to return. But that didn't matter. Antonio didn't want him anyways. After all, he was just some kid, right?

Antonio returned home that evening after being out with Gilbert and Francis. The two wouldn't let him leave the clubs they were at. Every time he tried, they would hold him against a wall until he promised to stay. He hadn't had a single alcoholic drink. He needed to talk to Lovino. Instead, he found a note folded and set on the kitchen table. Antonio's name was written on the front of it in Lovino's handwriting. Antonio slowly opened the note. As Antonio read it, his hands shook. The note read:

"Dear Antonio,

I heard what you said as you left. I know I'm just some kid. It was foolish of me to ever think that you actually cared for me. You were just using me to get laid. I know that now. I should have expected that you'd chose your friends over me. After all. I don't matter. I'm nothing to you. So I'm leaving. I have no more reason to stay in America. I'm going home to Italy. Maybe there I can find someone who actually loves me back and responds when I say 'Ti amo'. Don't worry about me. I've been your burden long enough. Goodbye forever.

Some kid,

Lovino Vargas"

Antonio cried as he read. When he was finished, he folded it up and put it in his pocket. Lovino was gone. He had fucked up. His eyes flashed back and he could suddenly see Lovino underneath him, saying "Ti amo." An 'I love you' that was never returned. He could see how Lovino's eyes had begged him not to go. He could just imagine how Lovino had sat there and waited for him to return. Antonio fell to his knees and cried.

Now Lovino was gone. Antonio had fucked up. He loved Lovino. But he had made the wrong choice.

It's up to you if you want to let me know what you thought of this ending or not. After all, it wasn't the real one. Romano thought I was a terrible person before I told her there was another ending. I'm not sure if you share her sentiments, but if you do I apologize. Kind of. Her reaction was funny. Anyways. Thanks so much for reading! :D