So it has come to my attention that I now have 100 reviews...*0* you guys are amazing! I'm actually curious to see how much more I can get, before the last chapter. So Whoever is my 110th reviewer can request a fic of their desire :D I'll write anything! (Well...except FRUK...i hate fruk..and anyone with England that isnt America XD) so other than THAT you can request anything :3

enough of that now, ONTO THE STORY~~~

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A loud clearing of a throat was what tore them apart. Lovino had pulled away, eyes wide and blushing madly looking for the intruder, it was Antonio's boss.

Antonio looks at Lovino with intense passion. "I have to get back to work.." His breathing ragged.

"Oh. Uh..yea...sorry.." Lovino looked down, suddenly embarrassed.

"Can I see you later today?" He asked, eyes filled with hope.

"Feliciano's friend is coming over for dinner..." he muttered angrily.

"Oh..." the hope in the Spaniard's voice faded. "My cousin Elena is getting' married on Sunday. Go with me to the wedding." His face brightening again.

Lovino rubs the back of his neck nervously. "I can't have my friend's know about us. Or my parents."

"I won't tell 'em."

"What about the people at the wedding? They'll see us together."

"Nobody from the school will be there. Exceot my family, and i'll tell 'em to keep their mouths shut." he smiled.

He wants to go, but he can't lie. He never really was good with lying and sneaking around. He pushes Antonio away. "I can't think when your so fucking close to me, bastard!"

"Good, now about that wedding~" Antonio grinned.

Seeing Antonio so happy and carefree instead of dark and mean expression made him want to go. "What time?"

"Noon. It'll be an experience you'll never forget, Lovi~ I'll pick you up at eleven."

"I didn't say 'yes' yet."

"Ah, but you were about to." in a low, smooth voice.

Lovino rolled his eyes ignoring the shiver he felt. "How about I meet you here at eleven instead?" Better to meet up than have Antonio stop by his house. His grandfather would have a fit.

Antonio lifts the Italian's chin up to him. "Why aren't you afraid of bein' with me?" his cheeriness being replaced by his dark, almost sad expression.

"Are kidding? I'm fucking terrified." he hated to admit it but it was the truth. What would have been the point in lying to him if he was supposed to start being real?

"I can't pretend to have a squeaky-clean life, Lovino...even if I wanted to..." he holds Lovino's hand up so his palm is against his. "In some ways we're so different."

Lovino threads his fingers through his. "Yeah..but in other ways we're similar..."

That gets his beautiful smile back. He was making a move to kiss Lovino again until his boss clears his throat again.

"I'll meet you here at eleven on Sunday." Lovino moves to leave.

"Antonio backs away, nods and winks. "Its a date."

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"Man, he was kissin' you like it was the last kiss of his life. If he kisses like that I wonder how he-"

"Shut up, Ernie."

"He's gonna ruin you, Tonio. Look at you already, spendin' time in jail last night and cuttin' school to get your motorcycle back. Is he worth it?"

"I gotta get back to work." Antonio sighs, his mind thinking about Ernie's words. As he picks more tomatoes and throws out the ones that grew badly, all he wants to do is make out with his de tomate preciosa.

Yea. He's definently worth it.

"Antonio, Julio is here." Ernie calls out to him. He was just about ready to go home.

"Where are they?"

"In my office."

A feeling of dread washes over him as he approaches the small room within the already small farm. When he opens the door, Julio stands there as though he owned the place. He just had that effect on his surroundings.

"Ernie this is a private manner."

Antonio didn't notice that Ernie was behind him, acting as his ally should he need one. He has been loyal to the blood. There was no reason for Julio to doubt his commitment.

"Antonio." Julio says the moment Ernie is out of sight. "Good to meet you here instead of the courthouse, si?"

He gives a weak smile and shuts the door. Julio motions to the small ripped up couch in the corner of the room. "Sit down." He waits until he is seated. "I need you to do me a favor, amigo.

He knew this was going to happen. Fighting the knots he felt in his stomach he nods. "What kind of favor?"

"A shipment needs to be delivered October thirty-first."

That was over a month and a half away. Halloween night. "I don't deal drugs. You knew that from day one."

Julio stands over him and puts a hand on his shoulder. "You've got to get over what happened to your old man. If you want to lead the Blood, you've got to deal drugs.

"Then count me out."

His hand tightens on his shoulder. A silent threat. "I wish it were that simple. I need you to do this for me. And, quite honestly, you owe me."

Shit, if he hadn't gotten arrested he wouldn't owe this debt to Julio.

"I know you won't disappoint me. By the way, how's your mother? I haven't seen her in awhile."

"She's fine." he says wondering what his mom has to do with this conversation.

"Tell her I said hello, will ya?" Julio opens the door and leaves Antonio to think over it.

He sits back staring at the closed door. If he wants to protect his mom, his choice has been made for him.

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Its pretty short but whatevs. I'm tired and have to do a study cram session tomorrow for my test monday. ( I failed my first test already...can't afford to fail another.) Read and Review por favor :3 night my loves~