Lovino sighed as he leaned back into the couch. The brunette listened to the sounds of the different cooking equipment being moved around.

"You better not be messing the kitchen up, ragazza. Feli will be upset if you do."

A light-hearted giggle came from the kitchen as the sounds quickly died down.

"Don't worry Lovino~ Everything is fine."

"Yeah, whatever…"

Not long after Lovino stood up when someone was heard knocking on his front door.

"Lovino~ Do you want me to get that?"

"Don't bother, ragazza. I'm nearly there anyways."

Making it to the door without bumping into anything he quickly opened it and immediately felt a hand on his arm.

H-E-L-L-O

"Eeh, it's you tomato bastard." Lovino gave a look of disgust as he faced the direction he thought the Spaniard was in.

Antonio chuckled at the nickname and continued to write on the Italian's arm.

M-A-Y—I—C-O-M-E—I-N-?

"Sure, bastardo. Just don't mess anything up."

Antonio gave a small smile even though he knew that the younger man couldn't see it.

"Lovi~ I finished making you those famous Belgium waffles I was telling you about~"

Lovino didn't notice when the taller man beside him suddenly stopped in his tracks when he heard the familiar voice.

No, no, no, no, no…

Antonio continued to chant in his head, he didn't want it to be true. She just couldn't be here.

A young girl came walking out of the Italian's kitchen and Antonio felt his heart stop when their eyes met. She looked around Lovino's age and she wore a light green dress, a ribbon the same colour was tied securely in her hair. She froze when she saw the Spaniard and you could easily see the shock and dread in her eyes.

Bella…

The brunette tore his eyes away from the young girl and stared at his feet as he followed the Italian in front of him.

"Bella, this guy here is Antonio."

"Oh, h-hello Antonio." She meekly responded glancing at the man.

Antonio gave a short wave, still not looking at the girl.

"The tomato bastard is mute so don't mind him." Antonio gave a small smile at Lovino's insult, knowing that he shouldn't take it to heart.

"O-Okay. W-Well, Antonio I just finished making some waffles so i-if you want you can join us."

"Bella, are you alright? You seem to be stuttering a lot." Lovino gave a concerned look in the direction he thought the Belgium girl was in.

"Don't worry, Lovi~" She gave a reassuring smile even though she knew he couldn't see her.

"Okay, well I am hungry."

A light giggle can from the girl as she went to get the food plated. Lovino easily made his way to a seat at the small table, waiting patiently. The Spaniard took a seat next to the Italian and glanced over at Bella getting the food reading.

She really hadn't changed at all…

Soon enough the food was placed in front of him and he smiled as he remembered how she loved to make this food for him. His smile quickly turned into a frown as he picked idly at his food before he took a bite. He didn't like the fact that this was happening. Don't get him wrong he was glad that he got to see Bella again no matter how awkward it was. But… he hated all these bad memories popping up. He just wanted to push them to the back of his mind and forget about them for good. But, obviously that wasn't going to happen.

Suddenly a loud knock at the front door caused the Spaniard to leap nearly 10 feet into the air. Before anyone could get up to open the door they heard it open and someone walk in. The footsteps were nearly at the kitchen when Bella jumped out of her seat with a huge smile on her face.

"Big brother!"

Shit, shit, shit, shit… No this could not be happening! Antonio paled when he turned around and saw Tim standing there. The taller man's eyes narrowed when he caught sight of the mute Spaniard. Shit! He was utterly screwed now!

"Antonio?" Tim's voice was dark as he uttered out the name. Antonio could easily hear the venom dripping from the man's words. "What are you doing here? Wait… Sorry, forgot you were mute." Tim smirked slightly as he saw the brunette gulp nervously.

Lovino took this time to quickly intervene. "You guys know each other?"

"Hmm, I guess you could say that." Tim took a couple steps forward and leaned down so his and the Spaniard's faces were only inches from each other. "Heh, it's been a while."

"Tim…" Bella said nervously. Antonio wasn't sure if she knew about what happened when Tim had come over to his house after they broke up but he sure hoped she didn't. Tim stood up and quickly looked over at his younger sister before sighing. "Well, I guess it can't be helped."

Before Antonio realized what was happening he was lying on the floor holding his slowly bruising cheek.

"Big brother!"

"Spanish bastard…" Antonio was roughly gripped by the front of his shirt and yanked up so he was once again face to face with the taller man. "I hope you realise that I will never forgive you for what you did to my sister." Tim sneered before he dropped the brunette quickly giving the other man a swift kick in the stomach before grabbing his teary sister and leaving.

Antonio continued to lay on the floor, not being able to gain the motivation the get up. While Lovino just sat in his seat not being able to process what had just happened. Even though he was born blind and was quite use to it there were still many disadvantages… This being one of them.

"B-Bastard? W-What just happened?" Lovino slowly stood up when he didn't feel Antonio draw on his arm like usual. "Antonio…?"

Suddenly Lovino fell forward when his feet hit something solid. He landed on the cold, tile floor, luckily being able to move his arms in front on him to decrease the force of impact.

"Shit… What the hell was that?" Before the Italian could burst into a fit of profanities he heard some quiet sobs from behind him. Using his hands to make his way over to the noise he found out it was coming from the object that he fell over previously.

"Antonio...?"

Lovino flinched when he was suddenly swept into a tight hug. Antonio buried his face into Lovino's neck and the Italian could feel the Spaniards' tears fall onto his skin. Lightly wrapping his arms around the other he brought the older man closer. Lovino didn't understand what had happened between Antonio and Tim but he wouldn't question the man right now. He may sometimes be quite a dickhead but he knew when to keep his mouth shut.

So the Italian just sat there with the Spaniard weeping into his neck hoping that the brunette would soon calm down.

A/N

Hello everyone~

How has everyone been going? Sorry that this chapter didn't get published earlier. I ran out of internet before I could upload! ;A;

Well, I hope you like it. I actually kind of had a writers block while I wrote this so I kind of just went with whatever I could… Heh… oops.

Oh and I am really sorry for making the Netherlands a total dickhead in this, I really like the character I just kind of needed him to be like that.

Until next time~

Hasta la pasta!