A/N QwQ ALSFNVKFDFSACNFSADXC GOD guys! I love you all, you're all so amazing! I'm really amazed to see how much love this story is getting, it makes me proud! I'm also really glad you like it, thought the strangeness (?) of it x'D Anyway, I'm back with kinda short chapters! I really wanted to update, and not keep you waiting... I hope this turns out fine. The straight continuing that I couldn't fit in tonight will be in next chapter~ I hope you'll ENJOY THIS CHAPTER~!

I DON'T OWN HETALIA.

Chapter 10

~Change~

"Mon cher, Feliciano! Are you okay? Feeling better, mon dieu, you're so pale!"

It was impossible not to know Francis had arrived when he started babbling about Feli. Feli simply laughed as the French wrapped his arms around him and hugged back. I glared at him, hiding my worry that he'd accidentally crush my little brother in his worry. On his way he'd dropped Matthew off in my arms, so there I was, staring down at the little kid's huge violet eyes.

"Wovi!" The kid squealed and held up his arms, obviously wanting a hug. I sighed and pushed him up further so he could clumsily wrap his arms around my neck. I guess it was okay for him to call me Lovi; he was a kid after all and would probably never manage to say Lovino.

"Yeah, hi buddy," I patted his back and felt him nuzzle into my shoulder. I guess children can be kinda cute… As long as I don't have to take care of them.

"Ah! Lovi! It's not common to see you with a kid in your arms!"

As soon as I heard Antonio's voice I pulled the drooling kid away from me and in the direction of his voice. "Here, take him."

"Aw, you looked so cute, Lovi!" He couldn't reallysay no to hold the kid, so he quickly took Matthew away from me and placed him on his hip. Both him and the kid giggled as the Spaniard played with his hair and tickled him. I rolled my eyes and sighed at him.

"Hey, hey, hey! Kiddy!" Gilbert just couldn't do a normal entrance, could he?

The Beilschmidt brothers walked into the room, Gilbert of course settling for giving the kid nightmares for life. Ludwig sighed and slapped his brother on the back of his head, before going straight for Feliciano, yanking Francis off my brother and his boyfriend.

"Please, Francis, he needs to rest." Ludwig said and answered Feliciano's enthusiastic hug, shutting the pouting French out.

Gilbert whined and slapped both of his own hands over the spot Ludwig had slapped and pouted. I glanced at him, growing bored of Antonio stupidly giggling with the kid, watching his eyes travel to me. His expression changed to a grin, and I had to look away, trying to hide the fact I blushed. How the fuck would I be able to be in the same room as him and Antonio, like ever?

"Lovi, are you okay? You look red-"Antonio approached me, but I put a hand over his mouth.

"Drop the kid, we need to talk." I glared poisonous at him. This wouldn't work anymore.

I didn't feel anything when he touched me, not the tiniest bit of joy when he kissed me, and absolutely nothing expect disgust and how incredibly wrong it was when we tried to have sex. We did, try I mean. Oh, horrible memories.

Xxx(FlashbackSkillzActivated)xxX

"Loooooviii…" Antonio whined as he dragged himself into the living room and fell over the couch, slumping down to rest his chin on my head.

"Yeah?" I asked, totally uninterested, turning page in the book. Good thing I always looked kinda bored when being at home with anyone, that meant I didn't have to fake how totally uninterested I actually felt towards him.

"I'm boooored…" Antonio continued, twisting his body awkwardly until he was over the back of the couch and sat down beside me, putting his head on my shoulder. "Entertain me…" I shuddered uncomforted at the hand travelling from my knee along the inside of my thigh.

"Antonio," I tried to shoo the hand away, but the Spaniard was stubborn, coming back to caress me every time I managed to get him off, I thing I used to love. Note; Used. "I'm not up for it tonight."

He looked up at me and pouted, eyes ones of a kicked puppy, and looking incredibly childish. A move I also used to fall for all the time. "But Lovi…" he whined and scooted closer. "We haven't done it in weeks! Always there has been something in the way… Now Feliciano and Ludwig aren't here, you're not stressed from work, and I'm horny."

"How do you even think I can think of sex when my little brother's in hospital?"

He frowned, a very unusual sight, and looked really annoyed. "Because it's going to be fine!" He hands once again decided to travel up my tight, this time it got all the way up to my waist and slowly got closer to my crotch. "You know you want this…"

Before he got there though, I reacted without thinking. I pulled and threw his hand away so forcefully it wasn't just the hand that flew away; Antonio was also dragged away from his place beside me, thrown to the other end of the couch, staring at me.

I looked horrified, I knew. The simple thought of having sex with Antonio now was frightening. I could admit we had some really great times before, and I didn't regret a single one of them. We were in love, and I don't regret anything that happened when our feelings where mutual. It was beautiful, what we had. But it was no more. Since I didn't love him anymore, I didn't want him to touch me. Not like I now wanted…

… Gilbert.

"L-Lovi…?" Antonio's worried voice snapped my back to reality, and I quickly got up from the couch, shutting the book I once read and slamming it upon the table.

"S-Sorry… I want to be alone." With that I rushed off to my room, locking myself in and making Antonio look for another bed somewhere else. I sighed deeply, and collapsed on the bed. I curled up into a ball, concentrating on breathing. It was fine, I was gonna be alright, everything would be fine… I would be fine.

I needed to break up with Antonio.

Xxx(FlashbackSkillzDismissed)xxX

So there I was, pulling Antonio through the corridors in the hospital, looking for somewhere we could talk. Somewhere we wouldn't be heard, since Antonio would probably… protest. Somewhere safe to break up with him. I finally found a room that fitted what I wanted. It was an examine room, an empty one in a dead department. I shoved him inside and shut the door, not all the way since it was an empty floor, but still a bit.

"What, Lovi?" Antonio asked and looked at me, slightly panting from our half run to the room. "You've… been acting strange for a while. What is it?"

I tried to catch my breath before even thinking of telling him.

"It's over."

No reaction.

"I'm breaking up with you."

"What?" Antonio's face paled, and it was priceless. If it hadn't been for the reason, I would have laughed, said sorry and made fun of him for believing me. But now I had the reason. "Why?"

"I'm not in love with you anymore." Simple as that. I walked past him, to the bed, jumping up to sit on it. He stared at me, not believing his eyes. He, Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, was being dumped by his boyfriend since forever.

"What?" He said again, slowly shaking his head.

"I said–"

"I heard you," his eyes changed, growing cold instantly. "Is it Gilbert?"

My turn to look shocked. Was it so obvious? "Wh–"

"Don't say you thought I haven't noticed! You look at him all loving and stuff… like you used to look at me. But you stopped when he came into your life! Now answer me, I want to hear it from you! Do you love him?"

…

"Yeah."

"Y-You can't do that!" The cold in his eyes where gone immediately and replaced with hurt. "You can't dump me for him!" It wasn't often he raised his voice, but now he did.

"I love him Antonio. Sorry, I don't feel the same for you."

He stared at me, not knowing what to say, face paling and tears building up in his eyes. "After all I did for you; after all I've gone through. I had two jobs and gave you the money! I bet it was that money that paid your apartment! Or the food on your table!"

"I didn't ask you too! I never asked for the money, and I never used it! Just look up my account, every little dollar you gave me is still there! I didn't ask you to do anything, you just assumed I needed help and then did! I'm perfectly fine on my own!"

Now his face showed anger, his hands was clenched into fists, his face turned red and frustrated tears fell down his face, escaping from his eyes. "Sure! Whatever you want! Go live your pathetic doctor life with a dying boyfriend, but don't come beck crying to me when he dies! I'm not going to offer a shoulder to cry on during the funeral!" He screamed as he turned around and left the room. When he said the last sentence he slammed the door so hard I thought it was gonna fall off, shaking as if it was scared, it held though.

"Don't worry, Lovi!" Feli popped into the room, apparently he'd heard everything, and he came up to me and wrapped his arms around mine. "You can cry on my shoulder!"

I looked at him, eyes asking if he was stupid, before turning back to stare at the door. "It's fine, I don't need it." I stared at the door, eyes softening as my brain decided to project a mental picture of Gilbert grinning. This was going to change my life. Totally. When I wouldn't have Antonio around anymore, what would I do? I couldn't really picture a life without him besides me. But, it was changing. Everything changed. After so long time, I was sile again. I almost felt like laughing. It was all so hilarious! I could do what I wanted! Even date Gilbert!

I looked up at Feli, smiling one of the huge, rare smiles he was one of few that got to see."Gilbert won't die."

A/N Please review, and all of the usual shit I write here, they seriously make my day and improve my writing~ And it makes me luv you QwQ What are you waiting for? Just press the button below ;3 Even a monkey could do it~ Now show you're better then that monkey 8D *shot for random rudeness*