Chapter 10

A/N

Wassap people!

Okay, I got three announcements:

1-. YES! I got three reviews, booyaa!

2-. I have a goal to finish writing 'Dangered' before I enter school, which is August 27th

3-. If I do not manage to finish writing Dangered by the time I enter school I will start to update later (once per one or two weeks) and I will cancel the Asks for the following reasons:

Last school year I got an A in math and I want to get an A+ and I got an A- in English and Spelling and I want to get at least an A on that too, same with history. Yes, I know, I love Hetalia and I am not getting an A+ on history, but the thing is that we are only focusing the History of Mexico and there is no Mexico in Hetalia( not that I know of) T-T. P.S. yes I am Mexican.

One more thing, I am going to have to take courses before school so that may also affect my updating. Okay then, question/reviews time.

Rainwhipr:

NO LOVINO, DON'T DO IT! And if you try... At least go there before hand and ninja like. To scope the place out.

This story is so fantastical that it makes me wanna eat a cow. And yes, that is a good thing.

Sadly I don't have a question yet. Maybe another day.

Okay, don't worry about it, I can torture them with my perverted little mind anyway

Paperdream:

I've been reading your story for a while and I have to say I admire your fast updating :D
I have a question for Lovino (Yes Romano, you. Deal with it. *evil laughter*): What is the meaning of life?
Also, the forbidden Popipo video is awesome!

Aww. Thanks for noticing my fast updating, I try. Anyway, Lovino, answer the damn question.

Lovino: …The meaning of life. Life is a fucken screwed up person with no fucken meaning only to piss you off. But I guess you just have to not let life make you not kill yourself. Life's a dick. And- wait- you showed them the fucken video!?

Sweet words Lovino, sweet words. Next reviewer is our darling TarrelYoukai. I'll try to read one of your fics as a gratitude for always being their. Just remind me because I have extremely bad memory -.-"

TarrelYoukai:

ah, bonjour again -holds out a basket of a large variety of tomatoes to Lovino- my tomatoes are finally starting to ripen and I thought I'd give you some, but if you accept them, I get to call you Lovi as much I want :P-

Lovino: *takes out two baskets out like a boss* I'm fine, so don't fucken call me that.

(continued)*reads chapter* Lovino! What that jerk said is not true! -falls to knees in front of Lovino and hugs his legs and says in a voice that makes me sound like I'll start crying at any second- he's wrong! there are people that want you! ok that sounded wrong, but I want to be your friend!

-looks over at Spain as an after thought- oops, forgot you were there*sweatdrop* -hands a very large perfectly ripe tomato-

Protective! Spain: *Takes out ax* yes, just stay away from Lovino, si

Okay then, well, let's continue with the story…

He stared at the building. It was yet a different apartment where Jackson had sent him. Lovino hesitated on coming; not because he had to sneak out, but because this was the man who practically ruined Antonio's childhood. But it seemed as if he understood him. Just a bit. He came walking and realized the place was a bit far away. He, as much as he hated it, knew why he came. He was lonely. His personality made everyone avoid him as if he was fire ready to burn anyone in its way. He was never happy. No one loved him. He was more than sure that when Toni kissed him he must've been thinking of someone else, maybe that blond girl… He sighed. It was the middle of the night and everything was more than just a little dark. He entered the building still not sure of what he was doing. Waiting by the elevator was a familiar red-headed. He looked up almost in surprise, and…happiness?

"So you came."

"Why did you bring me here?"

"If you're here, it's because you are not happy where you normally are. Like I said, when you can't get the innocent type of happiness, you learn how to get the dark happiness. I will be your teacher, I will show you how to drown happily in misery, how to enjoy death, how to feel happy pain. Everything that everyone avoids, I will teach you how to enjoy. Come with me."

He pulled Lovino by the sleeve into the elevator. He pushed the button to the top floor. Lovino tapped the walls of the elevator. In the mirror he could see Jackson smirking at him. His eyes slowly fell to Jackson's emerald eyes so similar to Toni's.

"What?"

His smirk grew. He came closer until his body was against Lovino's body. His hands crawled up to his face. He played with his hair as he slowly leaned in. Lovino started blushing wildly. He put his mouth close to his ear and slowly whispered,

"We are going to enjoy this so much."

And then licked him slowly beside the ear; the door slowly opened and Jackson pull Lovino, who was still in a partial shock, in a crowded hallway. It seemed that the whole floor was an erotic, averaged party. He seemed to be the youngest in the building. Some people kept on whispering 'fresh meat' in his ear. Soon the red-headed let go and left him lost in the crowd. He scanned what he could of the room and found the bar with empty seats. He finally made t there gasping. The room made him claustrophobic easily. How could someone actually like this.

"You're a newbie, huh."

He looked to his side and found and with jet-black hair who died his ends red. He ignored him until a drink in a tiny shot bottle was laid in front of him.

"Drink it; it'll help you loosen up a bit."

"What is this shit?"

"Just drink it."

He wasn't sure why, but he obeyed him. The drink had a strong taste and made his ears pop. He gagged a bit and shook his head.

"What the fuck was that shit?"

"Vodka. Pure. I should've made you start with something a little less strong, now that I think of it."

He glared at him. He did start to relax though, but he still regretted coming. He tried looking for the exit, but couldn't find it through the whole mob of people. Suddenly the people made a circle and two people came in center. They fought. The kept on hitting each other while the crowd seemed to love it. Lovino just stared. The bigger man won as the other crawled away slowly. He kept on shouting who would dare try to fight him. Suddenly the red-head appeared next to him. He ordered a Tonic and gulped it down. Lovino was suddenly too light-headed to get mad. He felt like that wasn't just vodka he drank, sit had something in it. Suddenly the man pointed at him challenging to a fight. He refused. He wasn't in the mood to get his face punched by some random deuce just looking towards getting killed.

"Heh, look the boy's a coward. Who brought him here, he's even sitting down, and he's useless here."

That word, useless, it stabbed through him like a sharpened dagger. Anger traveled through his veins like a rollercoaster. The circle started to close up, but Lovino stood up and walked towards the man. His back stared at him. He lifted his foot and kicked the back of the bottom part of his leg. Hard. The man fell, but before he hit the ground Lovino caught him and kneed him in the stomach. Now he threw him at the floor. He stomped harshly and heartlessly in his stomach once more making him roll over. Lovino quickly sat on top of him and pulled out a knife he brought just in case of something bad happened, grabbed his blond hair pulled it so he was able to use his knife to threaten his neck.

"Useless. I've been called once too many times, so I am going to give you ten seconds to rephrase that."

"I-I didn't mean it like that man, I think I just had too much to drink."

He played with the tip of the knife on his neck. But eventually put it back in place. He stood and the man quickly dragged himself away. He sighed sure that everyone's eyes were set on him. They had complete shock that he did that. This annoyed him. He walked towards the bar, drank Jackson's drink, and walked towards the elevator. He pushed the button back to the first floor. Just when the doors were about to close, a pale hand stopped the elevator. He expected to see the red-headed, but instead was a woman with wavy blond hair with an extremely short dress and generous cleavage.

He slid down and sat in the corner of the elevator.

"How the hell did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"You squished that guy as if he were an ant. You will be adored up there."

"Really, because you all looked at me as if I were some weird bug."

"We meant as a compliment. You will be adored up there. Trust me."

"Doubt it."

"Yes, well I've been here more time than you have, and I'm sure you will be treated after a king after you fight once or twice."

"I'm not fighting anymore."

"Oh please, Lovino."

He shot his head up towards her. She examined her nails and answered his mental question.

"Jackson caught your name and told us about you. Quite impressive how you managed to slip through his fingers first time you saw him. C'mon. We are all here for a reason, just think of this as a way to make yourself feel free. Just think of one person who you just want to punch in the face."

The picture of his brother's annoying little smile came to his mind. Fucking little bastard got more than he deserved. He agreed. He stood and the girl pressed heself against him.

"Just one question."

"Yes?"

"Are you a prostitute?"

"Are you a cop?"

"No."

"Then hell with it, I'm a prostitute."

And with that, he let himself drown in the misery, and enjoyed it.

A/N

Hey, yes, warn me if I should change the rating, because I think I should. I'm to lazy to write the names again, you already know 'em. Yes, I included my own OC again. Her name is Chase. Yes, it's a guy name, but her parents thought she was a guy, so. Comment if you like, I'm too tired to write anything else, my hands are freezing too. Well, good day. Questions you may ask and reviews will be honored. Sorry for not giving you Spain's point of view lately, but I'm trying to make this as most interesting as I can. Next chapter, Lovino is in a hangover :D . Give me ideas, I'm having a writers block.

Adios!

1910 words, longest so far!

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