Moshi moshi! ( ^^ )/ How have you been? It really has been a while..Oh! And by the time this chapter is posted, the one-shot I spoke about in the last chapter should be up as well. It's a M-rated Spamano and it's called "Do You Like Cheesy Pick-Up Lines?" if you're interested. :3

"Just hear me out, Lovino. You've been ignoring me these past two days since what happened, please speak to me!" Antonio whispered, seating himself in the seat beside mine on the bus. "I know I shouldn't have just started kissing you like that, I don't know what came over me! So please? Talk to me? I'm really confused and I-"

"Oh my fucking gosh, can you just shut up!?" I turned around quickly to hiss quietly at the Spaniard. "Can you please just stop whining in my fucking ear all day? I get it already, you're sorry! I don't even care if you apologize, what aggravates me is that you're apologizing when there is nothing to apologize for. What happened two days ago doesn't bother me one bit. If I had been disturbed in any way at that time, I assure you that I would've pushed you off of me, okay?"

Antonio blinked in surprise at the outburst. "Um… I'm not entirely sure, but it sounds to me like you are very… fine with me doing what I did the other day." He mumbled, stuffing his hands in his coat pockets.

"W-What the hell!? What do you think I am!? Some kind of pervert!?" F-For crying out loud, dammit! He just has to go ahead and make my mercy sound perverted as fuck! "Look, don't make this any harder for me than it already is, I'm forgiving you, don't ruin that!" I mumbled.

The Spaniard smiled with relief and nodded. "Si!~ Thank you so much, Lovi~"

"Ah, you see, that's what we're going to have to discuss."

"What? What do we have to discuss?"

"Right there, you act too familiar with me. You're just my teacher, I'm just one of your students. Nothing else, nothing more." I stated flatly, crossing my arms awkwardly. I-It's not like I… want to cut off our friendship or whatever the fuck we have. It's j-just that it's way too… weird… I mean, he's my teacher. Isn't it a little peculiar for a teenager to be hanging out with their teacher? I'm pretty damn sure I've never seen anybody ever walk home with one. Seriously.

Antonio paused, long enough to make me believe for a split second that he wouldn't respond. "…Why?" He finally said, his hand visibly tightening on the arm of the chair. "What about you? You act pretty familiar with me too. Cursing at me and calling me by my first name."

Aw fuck. He's right. Maybe I should cut off on the cussing…

Yeah, that's definitely not going to happen.

"I cuss at everybody, so that's different. And as for calling you by your first name… it's a little hard not to since that was the name you introduced yourself with when we first met. So I'm going to try to stop and start calling you "Mr. Carriedo" from now on, okay?" Seriously, when I used to try calling that bastard by his formal name sometimes I wouldn't even catch myself and call him "Antonio" instead. That's just proof that this name shit is going to be a challenge for me, too.

Antonio, who didn't really seem to be all that pleased with the topic, frowned lightly as he folded his hands. "I'm not entirely sure how I feel about this, Lovi. I mean, yeah, I understand and know why you're saying this, but I honestly don't feel too keen on releasing you, just bam, like that, from being my friend."

Ah… He really knows how to make me feel bad, doesn't he?

"Y-You're doing it again, dammit." I huffed in annoyance, rubbing my cheeks as if that would rid them of their distinct blush. "From now on, I ask you to refrain from calling me "Lovi" and start calling me Lovino. Teachers don't give their students nicknames." Do I feel sweaty? No, usually sweating is a sign of anxiety. And I'm not nervous, am I? No, if I was nervous, my hands would be awkwardly looking for something to keep them busy, and my breathing would be shaky.

Fuck.

The Spaniard beside me nodded dubiously, looking forward at his seat. "I- Hm… Okay, I will, Lovino."

D-Dammit. I got what I wanted, so why did it just feel so fucking wrong when he called me by my full first name? Shouldn't I be feeling satisfied or something? If so, then why do his words sound so freaking… bland? Maybe I should change things back.

"Good, grazie, Anto-Mr. Carriedo." Damn me and my pride! "I'm serious, this was only the logical thing to do."

Mr. Carriedo gave a small shrug in acknowledgment. "I understand, you don't need to repeat yourself." He stated, looking away to the windows on the left.

Ouch. What is up with that cold demeanor? It's like he- Oh crap.

What the hell did I just do?

When we got off the bus a couple of hours later, I can't tell you how relieved I was. It was fucking awkward in there dammit! The rest of the way back was silent (save for the other teens in front with their yip yap), leaving an uncomfortable atmosphere between Anto- DAMMIT- "Mr. Carriedo" and I.

As soon as I got off the bus, Feliciano was already standing before me, his bags lazily and sloppily thrown over his shoulder. "Ve~ Lovino, Kiku, Luddy, and I are going to Kiku's house to play video games. So don't wait up, okay? Tell nonno that for me please, because I might end up staying the night."

Fuck, I should've seen that coming.

"What the hell, Feliciano?" I groaned, scratching behind my ear. "I guess I'll just be walking home alone then, huh?"

Feliciano blinked in slight confusion before frowning. "Ah, I'm sorry, Lovino! Why don't you ask Mr. Carriedo to walk you home again? I'm sure he wouldn't mind-"

"Fuck no!" I snapped, just barely catching myself. "I-I mean, err… He can't, we have school tomorrow, I'm sure he's going to be busy preparing."

My little brother nodded slowly in understanding, the frown still glued on his face. "Ve, then I'm sorry, fratello, I really am." He apologized.

"Whatever, just have Kiku or that burly German bastard take you home, got it?"

"Si!~ See you tomorrow, fratello!~" Feliciano gave me a brief hug before turning around and quickly scampered off to Kiku and that potato bastard.

Ugh… Looks like tonight's going to be a lonely one.

And there we go!~ So Lovi cut off their friendship, poor Toni! ( T^T )

Anyways, prepare for the next chapter, because that's where things get… complex for both Lovi and Toni.

Till next time! :3

Moomins and Pixies,

Teriyakimaki~