Mellow! Sorry it's been a while, I had a bit of writer's block with this chapter. I did post some more to awesome juice if anyone reads that. I have about two fanfics for Hetalia lined up before Antonio's tomato fight story, but you should still be seeing it soon. Enjoy the story!

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Chapter 11

"How much longer?" Lovino complained for what had to be the millionth time.

Antonio himself didn't know if it would be worth it after the long walk through the woods. He could've sworn that it wasn't this far away from his house. "Shouldn't be that much farther." He could feel his patience starting to wear thin; the teen did have good reasoning, it was really hot to be hiking for so long.

"What you don't know? Tomato bast-" Lovino stopped himself and blushed.

Antonio let it go, the teen was trying. "I do know, but it has been a long time." Up in the distance one could just make out the water of the lake. "Wait, there it is!" Without waiting for his ward, the man charged off toward to cool refreshing water.

"Oi, Wait!" Lovino said trying to keep up.

Antonio smiled as he reached to the water's edge, it had been all too long since he was last there. "Well hurry up, Lovino!" Nothing had changed much in the years that had passed, certainly not how nice the water felt on his bare feet. "The water feel so nice."

The Italian scoffed, "Of course it does. It's fucking hot out."

"Language," Antonio warned. He figured that despite his words the boy would enjoy the day out. He was glad that Francis had suggested it.

The two were quick to strip down to their undergarments and submerge themselves in the refreshing water. A basket was set a little ways off from the water with their cloths, in it was food for when they got hungry. Lovino was the one that thought of this, strangely enough.

Smirking, Antonio splashed water toward his ward when the boy's back was turned. Lovino quickly whipped his head around to see the Spaniard. With an annoyed look on his face he attacked back with water. This of course ensued a water fight.

Through the course of the day Lovino proved to be a fairly good swimmer, Antonio was still much faster though. But they still raced at bit in the spirit of good fun.

They broke for lunch which mostly consisted of sandwiches and many, many tomatoes. "Oi Lovino, how much education have you had?" That probably was something that Austria had told him while he had spaced out. Oh well, no harm in asking.

The Italian paused for a moment, presumably thinking about the question. "I can read and write ok in Italian and German. I didn't really take lessons much when I was with Grandpa, he taught me himself at random times. And I didn't learn that much at Austria's place either."

Antonio was surprised, "I would've thought that Austria had a private tutor for you and your brother."

Lovino blushed slightly, "He did, I just skipped lessons sometimes."

Ah, now that made sense to the Spaniard. "We'll come up with what subjects you are to learn later and we'll see in town if there is anyone that can teach you in town." That was going to be hard because Lovino still had yet to learn Spanish. "I expect you to attend lessons, no running off. Got it?"

Lovino blushed again, "Si. I won't."

"Good," Antonio smiled. "I think it's about siesta time."

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Antonio wasn't sure where he was for a moment, then the splashing of water alerted him to his whereabouts. He yawned and stretched, a nap out in the sun every once in a while felt nice.

"Lovino?" Antonio called, not seeing the Italian at first.

"Si." Lovino gasped coming out of the water. "Ah, fuck! You bastard cat, I saved you."

"Lovino?" Antonio wasn't believing what he was seeing. Lovino had just come out of the water carrying a pissed off looking cat. The cat was a cream color with a brown spot on it's head and amber eyes. "What's going on?"

The cat leaped out of the Lovino's arms and hissed. "That stupid cat was crying while clinging to a log. I think it got stuck out there." The boy glared at the cat, several scratches covering his arms and chest.

Antonio was kind of surprised and a little impressed at the teen's actions. He didn't know that Lovino would do something like helping a stray cat. He grinned, "Nice, Lovino. I think I can forgive that little bit of swearing for that."

Lovino blushed, "Yeah, whatever."

The wet cat was carefully licking his fur when another came running up, seeming not to even notice the humans that were standing and watching. It mewed excitedly, which only earned it a hiss from the other.

Antonio chuckled, "Looks like there's two of them now."

Lovino crouched down and stroked the wet cat. At first it batted his hand away, though it didn't scratch the boy. "Hey!"

Antonio smiled and started to play with the other one, he did like cats. What's not to like anyways? "Eres un lindo gato." It had white and brown scruffy fur and two emerald eyes.

Lovino sighed and gave his cat a gentle push away. "You need to get going."

"Why not take it home with you?" Antonio asked as that was what he was planning to do with his cat.

"Idiot, you can't just take in stray cats," the teen muttered, but he didn't stop looking at the furry kitten.

"Why not? I'm taking little Maccario home." Antonio didn't really see the problem, he had a few pets already. Who doesn't like to have furry little animals around?

"What? You already named it? But then you'll get attached." Lovino pushed the cat again and looked confused at his guardian.

Antonio looked at the cat, it seemed to have a similar curl to the one that Lovino had. "There's nothing wrong with getting attached." Antonio said, "If you don't want the cat, you can leave him here." He figured that the boy would take the cat in.

Lovino bit his lip, "I don't want the stupid cat, it looks silly."

The Spaniard was surprised to find that he was wrong. Then again there was that 'reading the atmosphere' that he didn't understand. "Fine, I guess Maccario is the only one coming home with us."

The teen threw him for a loop again when he asked, "Can I cook dinner tonight?"

"Si," After that last delicious mean, Antonio wasn't going to complain. "What did you have in mind?"

"I don't know, Tortellini?" Lovino said, looking a bit shy.

Antonio smiled, "Sounds good." He remember having the dish once passing through a town, and from what he remembered it was fairly good. "Going to make me do the dishes tonight?" He teased.

Lovino had a bit of a sad look to him, "Just felt like cooking."

Not understanding the boy's expression Antonio let it drop. They did have a good day, didn't they?

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Eres un lindo gato- You're a cute cat. (Spanish)