Enjoy~

"…Pomodoro bastardo?"

"Mm…Lovi, your hair smells nice~! It smells like los tomates."

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME, TOMATO BASTARD!"

…Was I missing something here? I followed Gil and Francis up to them. We were getting some glares from the people around us.

"But mi tomate, I've missed you so much~!" Antonio cooed as he hugged the boy even tighter.

That earned him an elbow to the gut. Antonio bent over in pain and clutched his stomach. "Ay, Lovinito, you're so mean…"

"Ve~ Antonio, is that you?" asked the other one asked.

Antonio gave a pained smile. "Hola, Feliciano."

"Antonio, I'm so sorry for Lovino! He doesn't like being snuck up on," Feliciano said as he helped Antonio stand up.

Lovino crossed his arms and glared at Antonio and Feliciano. "No, I don't like being molested by pomodoro bastardos!"

"Loviii, I wasn't molesting you. I was saying hi~"

"Oh!" We all looked at Francis for his outburst. "I remember you now. You're the little Italian that curses a lot."

Lovino looked at him with wide eyes. "Oh dio, and you're the French rapist. Fan-fucking-tastic."

"Everyone's either a rapist or bastard in your head, huh?" Gil asked.

Lovino glared at him. "Who the hell are you and when did you join this damn conversation?"

As Gil and Lovino argued, I looked at the ice cream shop. I saw some people talking to the cashier and pointing in our direction…Oh shit.

I cleared my voice. "Hey, guys, sorry to ruin your little reunion, but I, uh, think we should get moving."

"Huh, why?" Antonio asked.

I flicked my head towards the ice cream shop and they all looked. The cashier was moving toward us quickly.

"Merda," I heard Lovino mutter. "Let's get moving, Feliciano."

They quickly walked off and Antonio followed like an obedient puppy. Francis and Gil ran after Antonio and I motioned for Bella and Ludwig to follow. When they got to the door of the ice cream shop, the cashier burst out.

"C'mon!" I yelled and they sprinted to me and we ran down after the others.

"Hey!" the cashier yelled.

We didn't look back as we ran down the sidewalk, dodging people to get back with a group. When we saw them at the restaurant, we slowed down.

"Can we go eat now?" Ludwig asked.

The little Italians and Antonio weren't even out of breath as they watched Francis and Gil gasp for breath.

"One…sec," Gil managed to gasp out.

When they both gained their composure back, they made their way to the door.

"You guys can eat with us if you like~" Antonio offered with a huge grin.

"No, we'll go someplace else, pomodoro bastardo. Come on, Feli." Lovino tried to drag his brother away, but Feliciano protested.

"Ve~ Fratello, I'm hungry, though!"

Antonio frowned at this. "C'mon, Feli, you can eat with us~!" He grabbed Feliciano's arm and looked at Lovino. "You're always welcome to come, Lovi~"

Lovino's face turned a bright red color. No wonder Antonio calls him a tomato…

"No. I'm not hungry." His stomach grumbled.

"Apparently your stomach has different ideas, mi poco de tomate~!"

"I'M NOT YOUR GOD DAMN TOMATO, ASS WIPE!" Lovino yelled, his face getting even redder (if that was possible).

"Mi tomate, you're so cute~!" Antonio cooed and let go of Feliciano to attack Lovino again.

Feliciano glanced at his brother and then ran for the restaurant, following Gil and Francis in.

Lovino noticed Feliciano's absence. "FELICIANO VARGAS, GET YOUR ITALIAN ASS BACK HERE!"

He ran after them with Antonio on his tail. "Looovviii~ Come back!"

"I guess we should follow them, huh?" Bella said with a little laugh.

We followed them in. We were hit with a blast of cold air. God did that feel good…

I looked around until I located our little Energizer Bunny hopping after his master.

When we got to the table, I sat next to Gil and Bella sat between me and Ludwig. Feliciano was on the other side of Ludwig and Francis sat on the other side of the smaller Italian. The bunny was with his master (if Antonio was to move any closer to Lovino, he'd be sitting on his lap) and on Lovino's other side was Gil.

I watched Antonio pester Lovino and Feliciano start off a conversation with Ludwig and Francis.

"This is fun, huh?" Bella asked me with a smile.

I smiled back. "And you were planning on not coming."

"I've never seen Antonio this happy before." She gestured to the Spaniard. "He's practically glowing."

"Doesn't he always do that?" I asked.

"Yeah, but it's like he jumped into toxic waste this time."

We both laughed.

"May I join this conversation, ladies?" Gil asked from the other side of me.

"We're just talking about how Antonio just seems a hell of a lot more happy with Lovino around," I explained.

"Of course women would take notice of that," Gil muttered.

"No one asked you to join the conversation, Beilschmidt," Bella said bitterly.

Gil rolled his eyes and looked at me. "How about after we drop everyone off, we can go to your house and get your clothes."

I nodded and Bella's eyes widened. "What are you doing at his house? You two aren't even dating! Wait, you're not dating, are you? Because if you are, I swear to God, missy—"

"Bella, calm down. We are not going out. I'm just staying at his house because I can't take my parents," I said.

Bella glared at me. "You could have come over my house, not some perverted creep."

"Pfft, it's just proving that she likes me better than you, Bella. And she trusts me more."

"Gil, shut up! I like you both equally and for different reasons."

"Hmph, and why do you like me?" Gil asked.

"Oh, I gotta hear this," Bella said and leaned in towards me.

"You're a lot more generous than you probably think and you always manage to make me feel happy, even when I'm crying," I said softly.

His face became tinted with red as he suddenly became fidgety. "Hey, is it hot in here or is it just me?"

I giggled and turned to Bella. "You're extremely nice and helpful. You helped me from day one when I had no friggin' idea what I was doing. You're a great person and I'm happy to have you as a friend."

Bella gave me a smile. "Aw, you're a great friend, too!"

She pulled me into a hug which I gladly returned. I pulled back when I felt Gil tap my shoulder.

I turned to him to see him with pout on his still red face, which looked like it was going to give his eyes a run for their money any moment now. "Don't I get a hug too?"

I laughed and hugged him. He was warmer than I thought he'd be. I found myself just relaxing into him. I felt his arms tighten around me and I felt a burst of warmth sent through my body. I looked up into his eyes. He had a small smile on his face and his unusual red eyes were soft. I found myself lost in them.

"Yo, lovebirds!"

I tore myself away from Gil and looked at the scowling Italian across from me.

"I would like to enjoy lunch without you two squeezing the hell out of each other, thank you." Lovino glanced at Antonio and grumbled, "It's already awkward enough."

Antonio frowned. "But Lovi, hugging people is one of the best ways to show affection! See!" Antonio attacked Lovi's waist and pulled him into a hug.

Antonio dug his head into Lovino's chest. I just watched in amusement as Lovino's face became the brightest shade of red I've seen on his face in the past fifteen minutes I've known him.

"G-get the fuck of me, pomodoro bastardo!"

By the looks of it, Antonio wasn't planning on letting go soon.

Gil's POV

Lunch was nice. I'm really surprised we weren't kicked out with the profanity spilling from Lovino's mouth. It was like a third language for the kid. Antonio wouldn't stop drooling over the little Italian brat. I continued a three way talk with Liz and Bella, much to Bella's displeasure. Ludwig seemed to be really enjoying the other little Italian.

OK, I'll admit it, both Italians are cute. One just scowls and curses too much.

Liz…Gott, I don't even know what to say. I just felt natural to hug her like that. And she wasn't pulling away. That is, until the brat had to open his mouth.

After lunch, we decided to explore the park a little down the way. Antonio followed the brat everywhere like a dog. I don't think there was a single moment Antonio didn't have his hands around the brat's waist. I really wanted to know what this was about. After walking with Liz, Bella, and Francis for a while and watching Ludwig talk to Feliciano, I walked up to Antonio. I tapped him on his shoulder.

"Oh, hi, Gilbo~" he greeted.

"Hey, can I talk to you?" I asked.

"Si."

When I noticed he wasn't moving away from the brat, I sighed. "Alone, please."

Antonio pouted slightly as he walked away from Lovino. The brat glared at me lightly, like a warning glare. Shit, why was he so protective? S'not like I'm gonna rape him or anything…out in public…OK, I won't do it ever! Lovino seemed hesitant as he walked away to his cute brother.

"We'll catch up to you later, si?" Antonio said.

They all nodded and continued their walk. Francis and Liz glanced back at us with curious eyes. I waved the off and they turned their heads back.

"So, what's up with you and this Lovino kid? When did you two meet? Why have I never heard of him until today but Francis seemed to know him?"

"Ay, slow down with the questions, amigo. Remember the summer that I worked at the pet shelter?"

I remembered that all too well. He called me the first day on the job to whine about them not having turtles. I nodded.

"Feli worked there too. Feli and I became friends quickly. He's also really forgetful and he forgot his lunch all the time so Lovi would have to come and bring it to him. So I got to see Lovi everyday~ and I took a liking to him, just like his brother. But he pushed me away a lot 'cause he's not one for affection, y'know? Lovi had to come so many times that finally the man in charge just gave him a job there. Francis came in one day and I introduced him to Lovi and Feli. Then he attempted to molest Feli and Lovi attacked him, with punches and insults. Dio, I've never heard as many curses in my life as I've heard roll off his tongue in one sentence."

"That doesn't explain why you're all touchy-feely with him, though. You don't act the same with Feliciano."

Antonio gave me a grin. "That's because Lovino is the one that stole my heart. Let's catch up to the other, si?"

I froze. Whoa, what? "Huh?"

It took me a moment to realize he had started walking again. "You coming or not, Gilbo?"

I slowly followed him. "How?"

"Hm?"

"How did the brat steal your heart exactly?"

He shrugged. "He just did. He's really a great person deep down. I think he has an inferiority complex. Feli is usually praised for being good with everything and he's left out, even though he's older. I tried to prove to him he was just as important as his brother and in the process I fell in love him. And I think his adorable tomato blush got me, too. It's like that. "

"Sounds like it came from some sappy movie."

Antonio chuckled.

"Wait, does this mean you're gay?" I asked.

"No, I still like girls. I'm bi," he answered. "Hey, I'm losing sight of the others. Let's hurry up."

He broke off into a sprint and I followed him. When we caught up, Antonio pounced on the brat from behind.

"LOVIII~ I'M BACK! Did you miss me~?"

"No, why would I? You're too damn clingy and you don't. Leave. Me. Alone! Allontanarsi da me, bastardo di pomodoro!" The deep red blush on his face says otherwise.

Lovi likes the word "bastardo". That is what I have gained from this encounter.

I started walking next to Francis and Liz again.

"So, what did you talk about with Antonio?" Liz asked.

"Nothing important," I answered. "Hey Francis, didn't you promise Antonio a turtle?"

I saw Antonio perk up even more. He hopped over to Francis. "Heh, you did~!" He grabbed Francis's arm. "Let's get my turtle~"

I glanced over to Lovino who was glaring at Francis and Antonio. Hm, so the little bratty Italian didn't like anyone stealing Antonio from him, huh? I sense a little jealousy~

Lovino walked over to Antonio. "Why the hell would you want a fucking turtle? They're so boring."

"Aw, Lovi, turtles are adorable, though~!" My Spanish friend grinned at him. "You can help me pick one out~ Let's go~!" He grabbed Lovino's arm and raced off back to the pet shop.

"Shit," I hissed and raced after them. I don't trust them alone with Lovino. Francis will probably try and rape them both. Possibly at the same time. Behind the reptile tanks. Gott, why the hell am I thinking about this?

I raced after them and ignored the funny looks we were getting. Ludwig was able to watch the others so I didn't worry about them. My targets were quickly advancing down the street. Damn Antonio for being so God damn fast.

I lost them for a bit when some old people got in my way, but I didn't worry because I knew where they were going. After awhile, I finally got to the shop. I burst inside to see Francis flirting with the cashier that was there before and Antonio had his face pushed up against the tank again. He was holding Lovino's hand and the brat was trying to get away, hissing profanities at him.

"Lovi~ which one should I choose?" Antonio asked.

"I don't give a rat's ass which one you choose! Let me go, pomodoro bastardo!"

"Please, Lovi~?"

"Dio, fine! The black one with the bronze on the edge of the shell!" That happened to be the smallest one in there and it was the one right in the center of the mob staring at Antonio.

"Gracias, mi tomate~!"

"Toni, shouldn't you call your mom to see if it's OK?" I asked, walking over to him.

"Oh, yeah~!" He pulled out his phone and called his mom. I didn't follow because as soon as she picked up, he exploded with rapid Spanish. All I caught was "Hola, Mama," and "Hay esta tortuga muy lindo."

A couple more moments of talking passed. Then his face got really bright. "Gracias, Mama~!"

He hung up and motioned for Francis and the cashier to come over.

"I want that one~" Antonio said like he was five and pointed to the turtle. "That's the one Lovi chose for me~"

"You owe me forty-five bucks, mon ami," Francis grumbled.

The cashier went over and got a net to get it out. She went to get a box for it, but Antonio stopped her.

"I'll just hold him~" Antonio said with a grin.

"Are you sure? He's, like, really stinky." To prove her point, she winced at the turtle's smell.

Antonio frowned. "Señor Paco doesn't smell."

Oh, but Señor Paco does smell. I get where he's coming from, though. Ludwig says Gilbird smells, but I don't think he does. We're just blinded by our love for our precious pets~

Lovino snorted. "Señor Paco, huh?"

"Sí! It's a cute name, no?"

Lovino rolled his eyes. "I don't give a damn, bastardo. Just buy the fucking thing already so I can leave since you kidnapped me."

Antonio looked at Francis who pulled out his wallet with a groan. He walked over to the cash register with the cashier and paid with cash. I saw the cashier write down something quickly on a little slip of paper and hand it to Francis.

He winked at her. "Merci, ma chérie."

The cashier giggled and blushed. I rolled my eyes. Hormonal females…

"Can I go now?" Lovino hissed.

"Wait~" Antonio said.

"Huh?"

Before Lovino could even blink, Antonio took a picture of them on his phone with Señor Paco on his head.

It took a while for Lovino to process what happened.

But when he did, all hell broke loose. "WHAT THE FUCK TOMATO BASTARD?"

LOVI FUN~! As you can see, one of the other major couples will be Spamano. I don't think there was much comedy here...

I promise some Prussia and Spain action in the next chapter (possibility of Germany, but not likely)…LOL, I could have Sealand pop out of nowhere xD

Except he has no fighting skills whatsoever -_-'

I got my second piercings! I made them emeralds (they said they were green zircons but I know they were really emeralds in disguise) to bring out my Irish heritage xD. Now I have small gold hoops and green straight ones. When it came to cleaning the earrings, I told my sister to jab it and twist it. She then told me that sounded wrong xD

My mom told me she'd kill me if I ever got a nose piercing, belly button ring, tongue piercing, etc. I was with her parents (my grandparents, obviously) and we decided to prank her. So after I got my earrings, we went to many shops trying to find stick on earrings. When we found a place, we bought some and my sister stuck one on my nose. When we got home, I nearly gave my mom a heart attack.

"THAT BETTER NOT BE REAL CUZ IF IT IS, YOU WILL BE WEARING MAKEUP!" Yeah, we freaked her out.

The funny part was my grandma came up with what she was going to say to my mom. She said, "I told her it was a bad idea, but she was crying for it…And it was free."

My grandpa was coaching me before we got home what to do. "You can't laugh and don't touch it too much. You need to make it look real so don't put it too high or low."

My mom nearly pounced on me to see if it was real. I gave it away when I ran from her O.o

Then my mom told me to keep it on for my dad. He'll either freak out or know right away it's fake. That's how he works. I can't wait till he comes home!

Here are songs you should totally listen to:

Be Italian- Fergie

Rooftops (A Liberation Broadcast)- Lostprophets

City- Hollywood Undead

Déjà Vu- 3oh!3

Rich Man- 3oh!3

Actually, any 3oh!3 song would do.

Manboy- (Eric Saade) ((that song makes me crack up every time I listen to it just for saying "manboy")) MANBOY, MANBOY YOU CAN CALL ME MANBOY~! I DON'T CARE I'LL SHOW YOU HOW TO LOVE~! I'm pretty sure it was Sweden's entry for Eurovision or something like that.

I love all you reviewers so much! You're all as awesome as Prussia himself~!

Except for that one dumbass that commented only to tell me there were multiple Gilbirds and not just one and that it was inaccurate. It's my fucking story. Back off. Comment to tell me something actually useful, please.

I reread that I think its sorta mean, but it's the truth. Don't comment just to tell me Gil's hair is fucking platinum blonde, not silver. That will get you nowhere in life and it's a waste of my time and yours. Again, it's my story. I have a creative license. I can make Gil have one Gilbird or have him have a hoard them with the punch of simple keys. If you think he should have more Gilbirds, go write your own fucking story with him having multiple Gilbirds. I won't tell you it's inaccurate and he only has one Gilbird and you must rewrite the story. The only thing I will argue over is Romano's human name which is Lovino Vargas. I've seen people use Romano for his human name which is inaccurate. I just tell them and then give a whole comment about the story itself, not just say that his name is Lovino Vargas and Romano is the country name.

Now that the rant is over (I apologize for that), please review and tell me what you think so I can continue~!

BYE PEEPS! PLEASE GET ME 100 REVIEWS! I'M BEGGING YOU! I LOVE YOU ALL…even slightly sorta the dumbass. At least you took time out of your life to actually read my story which is inaccurate in your mind *gets ready to be flamed by dumbass*