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His Favorite Customer
Chapter Ten: Part time help
Romano POV:
Romano groans as he heads into work. Normally he doesn't mind it, since he mostly cooks, but today he's been pushed to the limit already. For one thing he had to spend the entire day trying, and failing, to explain what exactly Nia was and why Antonio kept calling her their child. You would think the truth would work, but no it didn't. Francis and Gilbert are not entirely convinced it's a cat, although how Romano would be capable of giving birth escapes him.
Then of course the stupid vespa, which no matter what he says Gilbert and Francis are convinced was a prize for sexual favors. Which just made Antonio sigh sadly when Romano vehemently denied it. Stupid perverts. He tries to push those thoughts aside and goes to the kitchen. At least here he gets a break. Even when they are customers it's not like he has to spend the whole time with them.
"Hello, Romano-kun." Kiku says, bowing to Romano.
"Oh…hey Kiku…" Romano mumbles before he notices something. "…Is that music I hear?" He asks and Kiku nods.
"Your father hired a musician…" The raven haired teen mumbles and Romano raises a brow.
"Oh? Hm…" He pokes his head out and looks around for the source and sees the man from behind. He's dressed in an olden day white long-sleeved shirt with a red sash around his waist and tight black pants. "Dad did always like the good looking…" Romano trails off when the musician looks over to him, bright green eyes locking with horrified brown ones.
"Hey Lovi~!" Antonio coos and Romano twitches, slamming the door shut.
"WHY THE FUCK IS HE HERE?"
"Well…your father likes him and his music….and…Marcello insisted." Kiku says and Romano fumes.
"THAT LITTLE BASTARD! WHEN I GET HOME I'M GOING TO SMOTHER HIM WITH A FUCKING PILLOW AND-!"
"Fratello…there's no need to be so violent." Marcello says, coming into the room.
"Ohoho….bad idea coming near me with so many sharp and hot things…" Romano says and Marcello smiles.
"It's not good for your health to be so moody this early into work." The smaller Italian teases and Romano rolls his eyes.
"It's not good for your health to be so cocky so young." Romano says and Marcello shrugs.
"Oh well, oh, and don't worry, I already told Antonio you were here." Marcello says before running out of the kitchen.
"YOOUUUUU SUNUVABEETCH!" Romano screams and Kiku smiles at him.
"It's so nice to see brothers get along."
"HOW IS THAT GETTING ALONG!"
Kiku laughs a little. "You should go wait on the tables."
Romano groans and puts his apron on over his uniform. "Yeah, yeah…"
4 hrs later:
Romano looks at the clock at almost smiles. Almost. He finally gets a break.
"Ahhh~! Lovi~! We get the same break!"
The Italian looks over annoyed to see Antonio standing there smiling at him. "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU WORKING HERE?"
"Well…I got bored…so I was playing my guitar…then your dad saw and was like 'You should come play that in the restaurant!' and so I said 'Oh my god, really?' and he said 'Yes! I'll even pay!' so THEN-!"
"I GET IT! I GET IT! SHUT UP!" Romano yells, covering his ears.
"Ahh…Lovi's so cold~!" Antonio teases before wrapping an arm around the boy's shoulders. "Hey! Why don't you sing-?"
"Never."
"But Looovvviiii~!"
"I don't sing!"
The Spaniard sighs. "Fine…" He looks around for a minute before grabbing Romano's hand, making the boy go bright red. "Let's go have dinner together!"
"N-no way! I'm not eating with you!"
"Too late~!" Antonio coos, dragging the boy down the street.
"WH-WHY CAN'T WE EAT IN THERE?" Romano whines and Antonio laughs a little.
"How can we enjoy ourselves with your family right there?"
"Wh-? That doesn't make any sense!"
"Ah! Here we are!" Antonio exclaims and drags Romano into a fast food place.
"Is this-?"
"Taco Bell~!"
Romano twitches and goes to punch Antonio, only to have the man dodge it. "WHY THE FUCK ARE WE HERE?"
"We only have an hour, Lovi! Any restaurant would take an hour to make the food! Besides, I'm craving tacos!" Antonio says, as if it's the most brilliant idea ever.
"You're a fucking idiot." Romano says bitterly and Antonio shrugs.
"An idiot who managed to get you to join him for dinner at Taco Bell."
"I'm not eating!" The Italian huffs, crossing his arms over his chest indignantly.
Antonio sighs. "That's too bad…I guess the second meal I buy will go to waste."
Romano looks at him a little guiltily. "Wh-why would you buy it when I won't eat it?"
"I want you to eat it. So I will buy it." The Spaniard says and frowns a little. "It's a shame I'll have to waste money on something that will go uneaten."
"Th-that's right you will! Because I won't eat it!" Romano says, stomping his foot on the ground.
"Then don't."
"Hmph, you aren't really going to get it."
"Oh, I am." Antonio says, reaching the front of the line. "Hola! I would like a number six and a number-!"
"Eight!" Romano says quickly, "blushing and looking away annoyed when Antonio smirks at him.
"And a number eight~!"
The woman nods and places their order, handing Antonio their cups and order number. Antonio victoriously walks away from the cashier and towards the drinks, followed by a pouting Romano.
"Evil bastard."
"Lovi! We are in public! Don't speak so badly!" The Spaniard says, handing Romano his cup as he gets his own drink, a strange mix of every sweet drink offered.
"You're gross." Romano says, getting pepsi.
"No, no! I am doing this to help me stay awake! And it's good, too! Oh! After dinner let's get those slushy things!"
"They are called fruitistas you dumbass."
"Si! Si! Those! Ahhh they are sooo goood~!" Antonio says dreamily and Romano rolls his eyes.
"Whatever." Romano grumbles, looking over at the practically, no definitely, beaming Spaniard. The idiot looks really happy, like happier than usual. It's kind of creeping Romano out. "Why the hell are you so happy?"
Antonio looks over at him. "Hmmm? Isn't it obvious? Because I get to spend time with Lovi alone! And not at my house! Out on the town con mi tomatino!"
Romano looks at him confused. "You're carrying a little tomato with you? You know…as much as I love tomatoes, even I think that's retarded. What if it squishes?"
Antonio laughs a little and leans forward, whispering in Romano's ear. "The tomato is you." Before Romano can respond, their number is called and Antonio rushes off to get it, leaving a stunned Romano. "Ok! Got the food! Let's go sit down, si~?"
Romano shrugs and grabs a fist full of the hottest sauce packets they have.
"Eh? Lovi! You like super-hot?" Antonio asks surprised and Romano nods.
"Why does it matter?"
"It's something we have in common! Yay~!"
Romano goes bright red and glares at Antonio. "SHUT UP!"
"No need to yell, Lovi. Sit down." Antonio says calmly and Romano sits down.
They sit there in silence, eating their food until Antonio reaches out and runs his thumb over Romano's chin.
"You had some sauce!" The Spaniard says before licking his finger and making Romano turn ten shades of red.
"D-don't do that idiot!" He whines and Antonio looks at him curiously.
"Why not? It's good sauce, we shouldn't waste it~!"
Romano tenses up and leans back. "Y-you're acting weird…why did you take that job?"
"Why not? I get bored you know. And playing music for people is fun. I like seeing people happy." Antonio says and Romano frowns a little.
"You never…" He shakes his head no and stares down at his food, eating silently.
"Hm? I never what, Lovi?" The Spaniard asks and Romano remains silent. "Lovi~ don't choose now to finally be quiet~!" He teases and Romano glares at him.
"VAFFANCULO! I'M ALWAYS QUIET!" Romano hisses and Antonio laughs.
"Si, si silly me!"
"So…since you do it to make people happy…have you played for Francis and Gilbert?" The smaller teen asks, staring down at his food.
"I sure have! Birthdays, parties in general, days they are sad, or even just for the hell of it! I've also played for Mattie and even the whole school once! I got ssoooo many numbers that day, one girl even slipped her bra into my pocket at one point! Can you believe it? Some people are so forward! I-!" Antonio stops as Romano stands up abruptly. "Huh? Lovi?"
"I'm going." The Italian mumbles and grabs his garbage before throwing it away and leaving.
Antonio POV:
"H-huh? Lovi! What did I do?" Antonio calls, being ignored as the boy actually exits the place. "M-mierda!" He hisses and throws his garbage away as well before running after him. Luckily Romano isn't really paying attention, and is walking very slow, so Antonio catches up quickly, grabbing his arm. "W-wait! What's wrong? I-I thought we were having fun, why did you-?"
"Sh-shut up! Why would I have fun hearing about how you serenade everyone but me a-and are given women's bras for it? I-I thought we were friends! Closer than you and Matthew and DEFINITELY closer than you and random students! Wh-why haven't I got a song? I didn't even know you played! Vaffanculo! I hate you! I don't want to be your friend anyways!" Romano cries, trying to pull out of the shocked Spaniard's grasp.
"L-Lovi…you…" Antonio mumbles, almost unheard over Romano's grunts and groans from trying to escape his now vice-like grip. "Are you…jealous…?"
Romano suddenly becomes still and falls silent for a moment, staring at the ground. "I...wh-why would I be jealous of anything an idiot like you does? I hate you!"
Antonio calmly smiles at the boy as he screams a long list of Italian curses at him. He might be mad right now; if it wasn't for the fact he was just so overwhelmingly happy. Of course he didn't exactly want Romano to run off from their 'date', but the fact it ended with the Italian being jealous is one of the best outcomes Antonio could have thought of for this night.
"AND ANOTHER THING! I-!" Romano cuts himself off with a loud squeak as Antonio pulls him into a tight hug, holding him as close as he can. "Wh-what are you doing?" The boy cries and Antonio ignores him, taking his time to enjoy the warmth coming from the boy in his arms. "A-Antonio! Talk, damnit!"
"Hmm…? Can't you already tell? I'm hugging you." Antonio says, ignoring the boy's awkward fidgeting and burying his face in his hair. "As soon as you walked into work today I was playing for you…the best I could, to make you happy, or to impress you in some way. From now on, I'll play for you every day. At work, at school, at home, wherever you want." He can feel the boy tense up, his heart beating wildly against Antonio's own chest.
"Wh-? Wh-? Stop b-being s-stupid! A-and don't you dare sing to me at school!" Romano says, trying to sound firm, but his shaky voice is easily giving him away. "W-we have to work! W-we only h-have t-ten minutes!"
Antonio smiles sadly to himself before pulling away and holding out his hand. "Then let's go to work!"
Romano blushes more, if it's possible, making him look like a tomato that's about to burst in Antonio's eyes. "L-like hell I'm holding your hand, bastard! You fucking hugged me! That's all your getting!" He huffs indignantly before turning away from Antonio and heading to the restaurant.
"E-eh? Lovi!" The Spaniard cries, looking at the boy's with a shattered expression. "I-I thought we were getting somewhere!"
"We're getting nowhere but to work!"
Antonio pouts and catches up to him. "Fine. I'll just have to spend the rest of the night singing to you." He looks at Romano and smiles. "Please listen, ok?"
Romano looks away and Antonio notices the boy's ears are even bright red now. "I-idiot…we'll be in the same restaurant…I'll have to listen."
A/N: ROMANO! WHY YOU NO LET ANTONIO LOVE YOU! Yeah...I'm doing this style from now on...lD I feel as though I should go back and change the other chapters to this...but I can't...because I already deleted them from my FF documents...I actually think this is pretty good...for having no ideas and then writing it out in two hours...because, you know, ideas always come when you are planning on GOING TO FUCKING BED! Oh well...enjoy. XD Also, that thing Antonio pulled at Taco Bell totally works...I did it to my friend today. At the Taco Bell on our campus. Although she wasn't as pouty, she did give in RIGHT before we got to the cash register. XD (She can't say anything, though. Because she would do the same to me for the last tWO YEARS at college with Jrek Subs. And I actually reacted like Romano. I hate people buying things for me, as does she. XDXD)