Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia


"Do you think I'd get caught if I killed him and buried his ass behind the dumpsters at the downtown library?"

"I think he's too heavy for you to carry that far."

"You make a good point. This is why I keep you around."

Lovi leaned on the school library's counter as Kiku checked-in books.

"He followed me last night."

Kiku paused, the book in his hand hovering over the computer key pad in front of him, "What?"

"Like...to the fucking library. I mean not all the way. But he followed me and then turned and went to fucking-get this, Gilbert's place. The bastard!"

Kiku continued to stare in disbelief.

"And Franny was there, too. They were just having a goddamn party."

Suddenly, Lovi's best friend howled in laughter, dropping the book he'd been holding.

"I'm so fucked. Bad luck, following me every-fucking-where. I want to die."

Kiku got serious then, narrowing his eyes at the Italian.

"Don't say that."

The brunette looked away, ashamed.

"China, Lovi." He muttered to himself. "People have it far worse than you."

Kiku scanned a book about the different breeds of dogs before reaching over the counter to pat his friend on the shoulder.

"We're going to graduate. We're going to community college together. And then we're getting the hell out of here."

They made eye contact and Lovino gave a solemn nod.

If he was going to get through this, he had to keep his chin up.