A/N: I come onto my Hotmail after a couple days to see that it has been raped by emails from fanfiction… *cries* I thank everyone for your kind, kind reviews! I was actually a little nervous about how people would react to the last chapter, but here I am OVERLY pleased with the results! :D

I want to wish you all a Merry Christmas! I guess that this is your gift from me ;) Cause I doubt that I will update in the next couple days… maybe I will…? (doubt it XD)

Disclaimer: Hetalia is not mine, dear fellow! I know! What a shocker!

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I ran. What direction was I running in? Where exactly was I running to? Why exactly was I running to begin with? I didn't really care if people thought that I was a mad man running through the dark streets. I only had two important things on my mind anyway: running forward, and Antonio. I pushed my legs so hard that I couldn't even feel them. It made me wonder if I was actually running, or if I was flying.

The cool night air rushed into my nostrils and throat sharply as I ran, causing them to burn every time I drew in another short gasp. After running around like an idiot for God knows how long, I stumbled to a stop and leaned my weight on the side of a brick building. I flinched as I felt the cool, rough material rub against my skin through the thin fabric of my T-shirt. Okay, Lovino, you need to clear your head…

I sighed and ran my fingers through my tousled hair. What was I doing? What were the actual chances of Antonio getting jumped and killed in an ally for a second time? I paced back and forth with my hands in my jean pockets as I continued to repeat that question over and over in my head. After convincing at least my brain that Antonio was alright, I turned to head back home, but my gut didn't seem to agree with my brain. I absently placed a hand on my stomach as I felt it twist and un-twist inside my body. I groaned and finally turned my body away from the direction of the apartment and continued to make my way down the side walk, this time though only doing a fast walk.

oOAntonioOo

My lips tugged into an even deeper frown as I scanned my surroundings. I couldn't help but worry about Lovino. Why did he get up and leave the apartment like that? Why was he acting so strange before he decided to leave? Also, why was I acting so strange? So many questions with absolutely no answers continued to run through my head as I walked down the sidewalk with my hands casually in my pockets.

A sigh escaped my lips and I watched my misty breath rise and disappear as it tried to join in with the clouds. It was unusually cold that night. I clicked my tongue randomly as I tried to think of something else to distract my mind with. The only other thing that came to mind though was something else that troubled me every day. Ever since that night in the hospital with Maria, I had been having that same weird dream every night. It was always the same too; two male lovers were fighting about something very late at night. The faces still remained anonymous, and the sound still seemed to mute whenever they would mention a name. There had to be a reason as to why I was having that dream every single night, but I couldn't figure it out! It was driving me insane!

I noticed some lights turn out in some houses, leaving all of the windows pitch black as the owners snuggled into their beds for the night. I guess that it was really getting late. "Oh, Lovi, you had better not be far because Boss is very tired and worried…" I mumbled to myself. Why did I (secretly) call myself Boss? Well, obviously because I was Lovino's superior that he looked up to very much (at least that was what I wanted to believe).

I sighed for probably the five billionth time and leaned against a wall as I thought. If I were an adorable little Italian, where would I go after randomly barging out of the apartment after a kind of awkward moment? I bit my lip… no particular place came to mind. Well, that was helpful.

More and more time went by as I walked down the street and rounded some corners. I don't know exactly how much time went by, but suddenly, my feet came to a halt. I felt a weird sense of energy gently poking at my side, causing me to glance to the right. My eyebrows twitched up when my eyes landed on what I guess was giving off that energy. I the corners of my mouth twitch into a smile as I stared a bench across the street. That was the bench where I met Lovino at… I could still remember that day perfectly. There he was, hunched over on the bench looking so miserable. I instantly felt my heart break when I saw him in the rain like that. I remember how when he looked at me, I saw intense recognition flash in his eyes, and at the speed of light he got up and wrapped his arms around me, mistaking me as someone else. I wonder who he thought I was at first…

My feet started to move again and I walked silently for another block until I found myself standing in front of the main gate to the cemetery. I swallowed before I walked slowly into the area. The streetlight from across the street caused the tomb stones to make creepy stretched out shadows that felt as if they were shadowy hands that were reaching out to grab my ankles. I rubbed my arms as I made my way to a grave that I had never visited in years. When I finally scouted out the average-sized rock, I felt tears sting the corners of my eyes. I knelt down and squinted at the name carved neatly into the stone: Carlos Carriedo.

I ran my fingers over the stone, feeling the indents where the name was carved. "Hey, dad…" I said quietly, "How are you doing?"

A sad smile stayed on my lips as I looked away from the stone to the empty space beside it. Well that's weird… I studied the naked patch of ground that rested about a foot to the right from my father's grave. Surrounding this random patch of earth were multiple other tomb stones. I ran my hand over the hard dirt that felt as if it had been packed down with a shovel quite a while ago. That patch of ground… it just seemed too unnatural. It looked as if there was supposed to be another grave there or something… I felt almost sick to my stomach as I continued to study the ground. I know that it sounds weird, but I felt sort of drawn to that patch of dirt. Feeling kind of freaked out, I forced myself to look away from that area and back at my father's tomb stone, "I'll come back later padre… I'm sorry for not visiting as often as I should. I love you."

After taking one last glance at the ground beside dad's tomb, I got up from my squatting position and dusted my pants off. I was about to turn around, but ended up freezing when I heard a noise. That noise was footsteps… and fast footsteps too. Someone was running toward me…

oOLovinoOo

I stopped walking when I heard the sudden sound of fluttering wings, "Ah, hell!" I groaned.

"Well, that's not a very formal way to greet an angel."

I turned around and shot a glare at Arthur who was standing in his usual suit with his hands in his pockets, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see what you were doing." Arthur said with a shrug.

"You sure as hell know what I am doing!" I growled, "And if you don't, then you suck at watching over me. If that is the case, then you should be fired from your angel job!"

Arthur sighed through his nose, "You're right, I do know exactly what you are doing. You're being a reactive idiot-"

"Fuck you, you fucking pu-"

"But it's only natural, right?" Arthur finished with a thoughtful smile, "I would've done the exact same thing."

I sighed and shoved my hands in my pockets, "Yeah, whatever," I murmured, "So… would you by any chance know where Antonio is?"

Arthur shook his head and I groaned, "This is ridiculous," I said, "If I didn't run out of the apartment like a fucking retard earlier, then I wouldn't have worried Antonio! I should've just told him that I was going to the hospital…"

"So you told your mum about us angels, right?" Arthur said suddenly.

"Uh… yeah, I did. Is there something wrong with that?" I swallowed nervously.

"No," I could see that Arthur had a smile on his face, "it's just that I like how your mum and your brother believed you without any hesitation. You're really lucky to have such a loving and supportive family, Lovino. If I told my family that back when I was alive, they probably would've sent me to a mental hospital."

I could feel myself smile as well, "Yeah, I am lucky."

After a comfortable silence, Arthur cleared his throat, "Well then, I should get going."

I quirked a brow at him and said, "Why did you even come here in the first place?"

"Well, I came to tell you to check the cemetery because you might have luck there."

"Wai… I thought that you didn't know where Antonio was!" I gawked at Arthur as if he stripped down in his underwear.

"I lied." He said with a smirk.

"You cocky little-!" I started but was interrupted by the sound of fluttering wings. I rolled my eyes when there was no evidence that Arthur was even there in the first place.

I suddenly remembered that I was on the hunt for a certain Spaniard, so I aimed myself in the direction of the cemetery and was about to break out into a run again until I felt someone grab my shoulder. I let out a (very manly) yelp and spun around, ready to attack the creep who had the balls to touch me. "Not the face!" The man squealed as I was about to launch my fist at him.

I recognized that girly scream from anywhere and stopped myself from breaking his precious nose, "Oh, it's you." I said dryly.

"Hmph…" Francis huffed as he patted his hair, "your ability to be such a charmer continues to amaze me, Lovino."

I rolled my eyes, "What are you doing here?"

"Gilbert and I decided to help you out, so we split up to find you and Antonio." Francis explained.

I bit the inside of my cheek as I took a good look at Francis' face. He looked very troubled. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I said.

Francis opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but clamped it back shut. After a couple seconds he opened it again and said, "L-Lovino… who was that man that you were talking to?"

I felt my pulse suddenly get very rapid and swallowed nervously. He could see Arthur? "What man?" I said lamely.

"You know! The one that you were talking to before you almost knocked my teeth out!" Francis waved his hand at the area where Arthur and I were talking at.

"O-oh, that guy!" I said, "He was just… he was just some random guy that I stopped to ask if he's seen Antonio. He told me that he saw a man that fit the description I gave him go toward the cemetery." I was praying that Francis didn't actually hear our conversation.

Francis didn't seem entirely convinced, "Alright then…" he said, so I guess he didn't hear the conversation, "It's just that…" Francis trailed off and bit his lip.

"What?" I said impatiently.

"I feel like I've seen that man before… and where did he go? I looked away for a split second and he was gone! It's almost as if he disappeared into thin air!"

I snorted, "Th-that's impossible! I don't know about you, but I sure as hell saw him walk away on two feet!" I grabbed Francis' sleeve and started to lead in away from the area that we were in, "And… and what do you mean you feel like you've seen that guy before?"

Francis sighed and scratched the back of his head, "He just looked a lot like an old friend of mine… but that friend has passed away years ago so that can't be him, right?"

His old friend couldn't be… I swallowed and nodded quickly, "Right. That definitely wasn't him, then."

oOAntonioOo

I felt my pulse race as my sudden adrenaline pumped through my veins. I flexed my muscles, trying to make myself as heavy as possible as the enemy rapidly approached. "Rah!" I yelled as I spun around, ready to tackle the evil man approaching my territory… that is, until I spotted the white hair.

"Oh." I said and felt all of my energy return back to normal.

"TOOOOOOONY!" The white-headed blur screamed as it jumped at me, about to tackle.

I let out a yelp as I felt the man's full body weight slam into me and knock me onto the ground. My back hit the uneven dirt with a solid thud, knocking the breath right out of me, "Ugh… hey… Gilbert…" I wheezed.

"Kesesesesese!" Gilbert cackled as he rolled off of me, "I was looking all over for you, man! Where the fuck were you?"

I coughed, "Gilbert… when you tackled me to the ground… my spine made a questionable-"

"Ja, ja, you're fine you baby!" Gilbert climbed off of the ground and offered me a hand, which I gladly accepted.

After he helped me up, we both took a moment to dust ourselves off before I looked at Gilbert with a slight frown, "Why did you come looking for me?"

"Well," Gilbert cracked his knuckles before continuing, "You were gone for quite a while, so Francis and I naturally got worried! Also, so did little Lovi~!" Gilbert chuckled and playfully nudged my shoulder.

"Wait… I'm out here looking for him the whole time, and during that time, he comes back home and starts to look for me?" I pursed my lips and stared at my feet.

"Uuuh…. Ja!" Gilbert said.

"Hn… well why didn't anyone, y'know, call me? Then I would've come straight home and none of us would be out here in the creepy night!" I groaned.

"Well, we would've," Gilbert said thoughtfully, "But Lovino got so worried about you being out here at night for some reason, that he ran right back out the door once he came back!"

I felt my cheeks heat up slightly, "Lovi got that worried about me? How cute…" I couldn't help but grin.

Gilbert's scarlet eyes studied my face, making me suddenly feel slightly uncomfortable, "Er… what?" I asked.

"Oh… nothing." Gilbert said before turning around and peering down the street, "Oh! Hey! Look at who it is!"

I looked in Gilbert's direction and smiled when I saw two men running in our direction. One was well-built and blond… who was alright, I guess. The one who I was actually excited to see, though, was the smaller man beside him with the dark auburn hair that bounced as he jogged his way toward us. I grinned wider and waved at them as they entered the gate to the cemetery, "Hey Lovi!" I said immediately.

Lovino, who was panting and scowling, didn't look equally pleased. Instead, the Italian marched right up to me and hit me hard on the shoulder. "Ow! Lovi that wasn't very nice!" I pouted as I rubbed my now-sore shoulder.

"Oh… trust me I know!" Lovino growled at me, "What the fuck were you thinking you idiot?"

I smiled, "What? Was Lovi worried about me walking alone at night?"

There was that blush that I was waiting for, "Lovi! You look like a tomato!" I giggled.

"I do fucking not!" Lovino snapped, "And no fucking way! I wasn't worried about you! I'm just pissed off at the fact that you decided to go out and look for me! I'm a grown man, so I don't need people to make their own fucking search party if I don't get back by their little curfew that I know nothing about! I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself!"

"I understand Lo-"

"Then why did you decide to go out and look for me?"

I smiled and walked up to Lovino, not even hesitating to wrap my arms around his slender frame, "Is it wrong for me to worry about you?" I said in almost a whisper.

I could feel the Italian tense up, but then suddenly his muscles relaxed, and I could feel his arms twitch up to rest lightly on my lower back. I smiled and inhaled his scent…

"Ahem!" The sound of Francis clearing his throat caused us both to jump and separate. Francis snorted at us and rolled his eyes, "Alright mon amis, I think that now is about the time that we head home, oui?"

"Fuck yes!" Gilbert lazily slung an arm around Francis' shoulders, "The awesome me is ready to snooze 'till noon!"

Francis chuckled and slung an arm around Gilbert's shoulder as well, "Mon Dieu! That is so unhealthy and childish! You should get up at seven thirty every morning like I do, then you don't sleep half of your day away!"

"That's the point!" Gilbert laughed, causing a laugh to escape Francis as well.

I couldn't help but let out a small laugh at my two best friends in front of me. My eyes looked down to where the suddenly quiet Lovino was to see that he was smiling at them as well. He could feel my gaze, for his amber eyes glanced quickly up at mine and his smile faltered. I smiled again, this time at him, and couldn't resist brushing my fingers against his. I grinned when he took the hint and entwined our fingers together. Lovino of course blushed like a tomato and avoided eye contact, but his grip on my hand tightened as we started to make out way back home. We held hands the entire way back home. By then, I could tell that things were getting interesting.

A/N: GOODNESS THAT TOOK LONG… it is now 2 in the morning and I wanna go to sleeeeeep XD But not until I read, edit and publish this first _ So it's officially Christmas Eve now… CHRISTMAS IS A DAY AWAY! :D So again, Merry Christmas to you all! This is my present to you! :3 Pleeeease reviewww~~ and that can be your present to me? :D Lol, really your reviews inspire me so much! ^^

PS: Don't eat me if there are a lot of mistakes please A may I remind you that its 2:13 AM? Lol :P I went over this as best as I could (half asleep) though!