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His Favorite Customer
Chapter Seven: A Small Problem
Romano POV: 8 AM
Romano has now been in this weird ass town for a month. Matthew has become annoyingly busy with Gilbert though so he's been stuck with Francis and Antonio. Which, take it from him, is NO consolation prize. They mostly spend their time playing video games, Antonio flipping shit if Francis gets too close to Romano. That isn't very bad, since he doesn't want Francis near him anyways, but it still sucks to have the dumbass Spaniard clinging to him and whining in his ear. They should work on getting Francis a girlfriend, and then Romano would be free. Other than Antonio. But wasn't there a girl into him as well? What was her name?
As if on cue, Bella comes up to Romano in front of his house as he's forced to mow the lawn. She's looking at him happily. It's weird. "You! You're Antonio's friend~?" "…I…guess…" He mumbles and she flashes a big smile at him. "Would you mind if I came with you to hang out with him today~?" All of his previous plans for her and Antonio suddenly vanish from his head and are replaced with ideas of how to run her over with a hand mower. "He doesn't like you. Go away." He says and she glares. "That's rude! He would like me if he gave me a chance!" "I highly doubt that. Antonio likes who he likes and that's that." Romano says dully and she frowns. "But-!" "Sorry, it's not my problem. Go after someone else." The Italian says and she yells. "But I love him!"
"He's not yours Bella! Get over it!" Romano says, getting annoyed. "But he could be mine! Once he sees my love for him!" Bella whines and Romano sighs. "This isn't my conversation to have with you. Go away." He says, going back to mowing.
Antonio's POV:
"Looovvvviiii~! I-!" Antonio stops walking when he sees Bella following after the annoyed Italian. "Oh…crap…it was only a matter of time…" He says, remember all the times Bella bothered his friends before. "YOU'RE BEING SELFISH ROMANO! YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM ALL TO YOURSELF!" She yells and Romano and Antonio both go bright red. "That's not it!" Romano yells back and she goes to run before they both see Antonio. "AH! ANTONIO?" They both yell and Antonio smiles awkwardly. "Hello…" "Oh Antonio~!" Bella coos, running over to hug him. "Lovi! How are you?" Antonio asks, sidestepping the girl's advances.
"Keep your fans in your own damn yard, bastard!" Romano yells annoyed and Antonio sighs. "Lo siento, Lovi…" He looks over to Bella and groans. "Bella, I'm not interested. Please, please, PLEASE go home." Bella glares and looks at Romano. "You want to be alone with him don't you?" She asks sadly and Antonio shrugs. "Well…kind of." Bella glares at Romano before leaving the two alone. "Lovi…I-!" "Romano~! You need to hurry up with that lawn~!" Romulus coos from the doorway and Antonio feels himself immediately deflate. So much for hanging out with Romano.
"Can we hang out later?" Antonio asks and Romano looks at him confused. "…Why?" The boy asks and Antonio inwardly groans. How long will it take for the damn Italian to realize they are friends? "Why do you think, Lovi?" Romano rolls his eyes. "I have to work today." Antonio deflates a little. "Oh, I see…" The Italian groans and looks at the ground. "D-don't make that look. We…after work I will come to your house and get my studying done. Since you people forced you on me as a tutor." He mumbles and Antonio lights up. "Y-you mean you'll finally come over again~? And even let me tutor you~? You're so sweet!" Antonio coos and goes to hug the boy, who quickly duck and heads off with the lawnmower. "Leave me alone!"
Antonio smiles at him. "I'll see you tonight, mi amigo!"
Later: (Romano POV)
Around five Romano goes out back to take out the garbage before finishing for the day. Once he puts it in the dumpster he heads back inside until he hears a small meow. "Huh…?" Peaking behind the garbage he sees a small kitten no older than two weeks old. It's a tortoise shell kitten and already fluffy, although it is currently covered in cobwebs. "What the fuck? Where is your mother?" Romano asks, gently picking up the kitten. He's had kittens before in Italy and is well aware that this one can't see well or hear. Or really smell, which would explain why it is behind the dumpster.
"Where is your family…?" He mumbles to the kitten, gently petting it to calm it down from crying. "There there, I'll find your mother…" Romano coos comfortingly. "Now who can help me…?" He mumbles to himself. Feliciano and Marcello just came in for their shifts tonight, Kiku has left with Abel for studying or whatever excuse, and Matthew is off with Gilbert. "Shit, all I can call is Antonio or Francis…pfft, right. Antonio, no matter how little, is better than Francis." The Italian mumbles to himself before texting Antonio to get his ass over there quickly.
Hiding the kitten in his coat, he heads back inside and grabs some stuff while everyone isn't looking to feed the kitten. Including an eyedropper. Once he gets the stuff he quickly sneaks back out and begins feeding it. "Lovi~! I came, mi amigo~!" Antonio coos and Romano walks closer to him, making the Spaniard blush a little. "I have something to show you. But keep quiet, ok? I don't want everyone else to come."
Antonio's POV:
He looks at Romano nervously, his heart racing at the proximity of the boy and strange quietness. "O-ok…I promise." Antonio says and Romano sighs before unbuttoning his coat. "W-W-W-W-W-WAIT! LOVII! I-! I CAN'T! OUT HERE IS-!" "What the fuck are you going on about?" Romano asks annoyed, opening his coat fully to reveal a tiny kitten clinging to his chest. Lucky kitten. Wait…kitten…? "Ahhh~! A KI-!" His cooing is cut off by Romano clamping a hand over his mouth. "SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" "R-right, sorry, Lovi…" Antonio mumbles before taking the small kitten.
"So…you called me over to show me your new pet~?" The Spaniard asks hopefully and Romano blushes a little and scoffs. "Not a chance! We can't keep her. Besides, I called you to help me look for the rest of her family!" Antonio looks at him confused. "Her? Lovi, it isn't old enough to have a…" "IT'S A HER!" Romano yells and Antonio sighs. "Si, si, it's a her…so shall we search?" Antonio asks and Romano nods, obviously afraid of what they're going to find. "Alright! Let's go!" He takes the Italian's hand and begins looking around, ignoring the smaller teens complaints. "Oh…god…what is that smell?" Antonio asks in disgust, covering his nose.
"I…I think I know that smell…" Romano mumbles, also covering his own nose. Antonio quickly gets it and hands Romano the kitten, moving them both away from the area of the smell. He goes back over and peaks behind the second large dumpster that belongs to a seafood place. "OH THANK GOD!" He exclaims, surprising Romano. "Wh-what is it?" Romano asks, coming over and peaking behind the dumpster to see a dead fish. Immediately he sighs in relief, hugging the small kitten closer. "Grazie dio…" He mumbles before twitching. "Wait…then where the hell is the rest of her family?"
Antonio sighs. "I don't know…but they aren't here…" As if on cue, a man from the seafood restaurant comes out back to throw things away. "Oh, hello!" He says, smiling at Romano who nods to him. Stupid random man hitting on HIS Romano. Uncool. "Hi…um…have you seen a cat with kittens back here?" Romano asks while Antonio is too busy hating on the stranger. "Oh yes! A woman noticed them on her way out earlier today and took them all! Why? Where they yours or something?" He asks and Romano looks at him annoyed. "I wouldn't have my fucking cats outside. Especially behind restaurants." "So why do you ask?" The man says and Antonio speaks up. "We found one of the kittens." "Oh no! That woman didn't live around here…I don't think she can come back and get it. That and we have no clue what her name was or her exact address." He says, looking down at the kitten. "Poor thing…"
Antonio sighs as the man leaves and looks over to Romano, who looks like he's on the verge of tears and stubbornly trying to hold them back. "Well, I guess we'll be getting some stuff to take care of her, si?" He ask and Romano looks up at him. "Really? Are you sure it'll work…?" "Of course! I know what we need, too!" Antonio coos, taking Romano's free hand and bringing him to his car. "You two wait in here and I'll be right back~!" He says before heading off to the pet store across the street. Thank god the Vargas restaurant was in town.
Antonio's house: (Romano's POV)
Romano stares at Antonio kind of, a little, only slightly, impressed. The Spaniard had already learned all the tricks when taking care of a baby kitten, and he was doing well. Feeding her the warm, but not too warm, milk mix in the small bottle, giving her a soft stuffed animal cat to curl up to for warmth, and even wiping her bottom with a warm washcloth to have her go to the bathroom. He's almost like a dad…or something. It's amazing to see the teen doing something so responsible.
"Lovi~! You're staring!" Antonio teases and Romano goes bright red. "I-! I WAS NOT! FUCK YOU!" The, thankfully, clueless Spaniard grins and holds out the kitten they still haven't named. "Wanna play with her, Lovi~?" Romano sighs and takes the kitten, letting it curl up on his chest. "Umm…she's been fed…so…what are WE going to eat?" He asks, trying to hold his stomachs growling in. "Fusoso~! What would Lovi like~?" Antonio asks and Romano thinks for a minute. "Pizza…or…I guess…since it's your house…we can have that Spanish rice you keep going on about…" He mumbles shyly and Antonio grins. "You're so cute, Lovi~!"
Romano looks at him shocked. "Wh…WHAT? Shut up and go make dinner!" "Yes sir! So which thing; pizza or Spanish rice?" Antonio asks and Romano sighs, deciding to give him a break for all the things he's been doing today. "Spanish rice…I guess…but if it's gross your making pizza!" "Fusososo~! Of course Lovi!" The Spaniard coos, leaving the couch and going to the kitchen.
After dinner:
Romano tosses their plates in the sink as Antonio feeds the kitten. He has to admit, not to Antonio but to himself, that the Spanish rice was pretty good. Maybe he will try something else Antonio likes next time he-no wait! THERE WON'T BE A NEXT TIME DAMNIT! Groaning to himself he heads back into the living room to see Antonio laying on the couch with the kitten, still unnamed, curled up on his chest. "You look like a mom…" Romano says before quickly adding. "A retarded mom." "Loovvviiii! That's not true! You're the mom!" Antonio says happily and Romano cringes. "What…was…that…?" "I would be the daddy and you would-!" Romano cuts him off with a pillow slamming into the Spaniard's face.
"Don't make me kill you in your sleep, bastard!" The Italian hisses and Antonio's eyes light up. That can't be good. "You're staying the night, Lovi~? Do I still get to tutor you, too~?" He asks and Romano feels his face heat up for some reason. "N-ugh…fine…whatever." Antonio grins. "Will you be sleeping with me and Nia as well~?" Romano twitches. "What the fuck is a Nia?" The Spaniard gasps and covers the kitten's ears. "Don't speak so vilely to our little Nia!" "WHA-? DON'T JUST NAME HER WITHOUT MY CONSENT! SHE'S MINE TOO!" Romano yells and Antonio smirks. "Oh yeah~?"
"Y-you know what I mean you idiot!" The Italian yells, his face bright red. "Fusososo~! I know what you mean! So you don't like Nia?" Antonio asks and Romano sighs. "I guess it's ok…" "Alright! Nia it is! So…you never answered my first question, Lovi." The Spaniard points out and Romano looks at him confused. "What first…? OH! NO! I'M NOT SLEEPING WITH YOU!" "EHHH? BUT YOU DID LAST TIME!" Antonio whines and Romano glares. "STOP BRINGING THAT UP, DAMNIT! IF NIA WASN'T ON YOU RIGHT NOW I WOULD KICK YOUR ASS!"
"Ahhh such a good daughter~! Saving her daddy~!" The Spaniard coos and Romano twitches. "STOP TALKING LIKE THAT! SHE'S A FUCKING CAT!" "Lovi's just jealous~!" "I AM NOT!"
A/N: .I wanted to put a kitten in here. (Antonio already has a cat-which will be seen next chapter-) But I wanted a kitty like Romano. So I put my cat into the story...XD Of course in this she is just a kitten, but when she gets older in it she will be like Romano...because my cat is like Romano. EXACTLY. LIKE. ROMANO. So alll the cute things she does I'm making this one do. ...I'm not obsessed with my cat! I'm obsessed with cuteness that reminds me of Romano! THERE'S A DIFFERENCE! (Does that make it better or worse...? lD) Also, since I've had to take care of an abandoned two week old kitten I know all those tricks Antonio used. Including the washcloth for pottying thing...lD It's awkward...but kittens can't go on their own for awhile..aannnyyywwaaaayyys...PEACE! I'M OUT!