Heyyyy. It's been a while since I posted a chapter, and I would have posted this sooner (I finished it on a plane), but it was really short, so I wanted to finish the next chapter first before posting this in order to make up for it! I had gotten distracted from writing for a while, and it got a bit boring, but now I am writing it again!

Things to look out for in this chapter:

~Shortness

~A lame ass excuse as to why Lovino can't stay in Spain longer

~Germany is suspicious of Lovino

~Spain is wondering why Germany is suspicious

~And yeah, that's it

Chapter 6

Three weeks later...

It had been a month since Lovino had arrived in Spain, and he was rejoicing as he woke up the morning he could leave. After this, he was certain that he would never, ever see another nation (other than Veneziano, Canada, and America) ever again.

In the three weeks after he saw the nations and was "formally" introduced to them, Lovino was visited by Spain way too much (he suspected that Veneziano gave him his hotel number), Germany was so obviously suspicious about him (unless he liked him, which wasn't likely considering he was dating Veneziano), and France was being France and was just a perverted bastard towards him (he got a very large dent on his head courtesy of America's bat). All in all, it was like Lovino was still a nation, minus the whole suspicion thing with Germany.

Lovino didn't like it.

He became human to get away from all the bastards that hadn't even cared about him, especially Spain. He had his brother and his friends, sure, but they were only three, and after his death, surely they would forget about him eventually? Spain was his last tie to being a nation, and he didn't even care about how Lovino had just disappeared.

It's weird, Lovino mused as he helped the children pack. He didn't care about me back then, six years ago, so why does he care now? It's probably because he has only know Lovino for a month and doesn't know everything about him, but he raised Romano and knew how annoying, bossy, and selfish he was. Yeah, that's probably it. His own thoughts hurt him, but they made him come to a conclusion.

The only reason Spain was so interested in Lovino was because he didn't know anything about what Lovino was really like.

Yes, that had to be it. What other reason could he possibly have? Nodding firmly, Lovino tuned back into the real world, only to see his kids staring up at him with an incredulous look on her face.

"Papa, were you even listening to us?" Chiara asked. Lovino laughed sheepishly.

"Haha, sorry, Chi, Dante, what was that?" He asked. Chiara and Dante began talking, Lovino listening intently as he continued packing.


Spain was in a hurry. According to Italy, Lovino was leaving that day. He didn't know why Lovino hadn't told him that he was leaving. He wanted to be able to say bye before Lovino left. He didn't know when he would be able to Lovino and the twins again, so he wanted to be able to at least talk to him before he left.

Practically slamming the car door, Spain ran into the hotel and made it to Lovino's room just in time for the handsome Italian to open the door. Spain noticed the bewildered look on Lovino's face upon seeing him and smiled.

"Hola Lovi!" He said cheerfully. "You weren't planning on just leaving without saying goodbye, were you?" Lovino stood there, stunned for a moment, before replying.

"That was the plan, yeah," he said. Spain pouted.

"Aww, come on, do you have a ride to the airport?" He asked. Lovino shrugged.

"Feliciano was supposed to take us, but I'm guessing that since you're here, he told you to drive us instead?" He guessed. Spain laughed.

"Yep!" He confirmed. "Come on, let's go!" He would have taken Lovino's hand and just dragged him out, but then there was the problem of the twins, so he just walked with them outside to his car.

"Nice car," Lovino said upon seeing it, a strange glint in his eyes. "It's different from the last one you drove me in. Italian?" Spain nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah, it is!" He said. "I forget why I have it, but I couldn't bring myself to get rid of it. It's a nice car, and for some reason, I felt as though it was important. Oh sorry, you probably don't care," Lovino shrugged and opened the back door to let the twins in before sitting in the passenger's seat. Spain got into the driver's seat and off they went.


At the airport, they met up with Italy, Canada, America, and for some reason, Germany. Spain, of course, greeted them all enthusiastically while Lovino glared at Italy and said something about "You could've driven me asshole!" Italy just laughed him off. Lovino greeted Germany curtly, but other than that, the two didn't interact much.

That was something Spain didn't really understand. Lovino and Germany didn't really care for each other all that much, although the twins certainly liked him. Spain had seen Germany staring at him suspiciously and Lovino simply pretended not to notice. Spain didn't think there was anything really suspicious about Lovino and the kids, and he was a bit worried that Germany would try something. Oh well, as long as they didn't hurt each other, Spain could ignore it.

Anyway, Spain watched as America practically tackled Lovino in a hug as if they hadn't seen each other in years. Lovino let the hug go on for two seconds before pushing him off and calling him a hamburger bastard. Spain almost missed Canada greeting Lovino with a smile on his face before leaning down to the twins' heights and saying hello to them too.

"Oi, you're being unusually quiet," Lovino said, glancing over at him.

"Oh have I?" Spain said, then laughed. "Ahaha, sorry about that! I just have nothing to say right now! Oh! But I really am sad that you're leaving! Are you sure you can't stay longer?" Lovino nodded.

"If I stay any longer, my boss'll get mad at me," he said. "She said that I can only stay a month and then I get one day to rest at home and then I have to get straight to work once again."

"Don't you work from home?" Spain asked. Lovino nodded again.

"Yeah, but I didn't bring my files from home, so I can't do the work here," he explained. "And she monitors what I do on that laptop every so often. She'll know if I'm not working. Seriously, if the kids want to play with me, I have to put up a digital stick note on the computer saying that I'm playing with them just in case she looks at my screen during that time." Spain nodded.

"Oh well," he sighed. "I really wish you could stay longer." Lovino shrugged. Spain was expecting an "Yeah, me too" or something like that, but in the month he had gotten to know him, he wasn't very surprised at the lack of response.


Spain, Canada, America, Veneziano, and Germany stayed with Lovino until it was time to go. Germany exchanged handshakes with Lovino while everyone else hugged him. America and Spain cried about how they didn't want him to go, which in turn caused Lovino to push them both away and hit them.

As soon as Chiara, Dante, and Lovino got home, they kicked off their shoes and collapsed on the couch. Chiara and Dante laid on top of their father, and luckily they weren't very heavy. They fell asleep immediately and would not wake up for another couple of hours. After all, falling asleep on a plane is very hard to do.