Class was starting to go downhill fast with Mr. Carriedo gone. Mathias was completely hopeless in both teaching and keeping control in the classroom. So no one was surprised when Ludwig stepped up and tried to take charge. Even though Lovina hated the potato faced bastard, he was better than nothing.

But two days into Ludwig's coup d'etat, the idiot had to go and get sick, leaving room 121 in disarray once again. Lovina groaned and rested her head on his desk. She had to admit, their shitty sub was trying. And it kind of was an emergency situation. But even she was annoyed by the immaturity of her class mates.

Eventually, Mathias gave up and passed out worksheets the real teacher had sent them and just let everyone get them done. Lovina scowled when she saw her least favorite classmate slid into the seat next to her.

"Go away, Sadiq. I'm not in the mood" she hissed. Sadiq just laughed and scooted his chair closer. "Look, I need help. And you're going to give it to me" he cackled. Lovina gave him one annoyed glance before rolling her eyes and turning back to your paper.

"Quit being such a stubborn ass" Sadiq groaned. "I'm sure you already have all the answers. Mr. Carriedo probably gives you answers to everything" he snickered, desperately trying to push her buttons. Lovina could be so entertaining.

"No, he doesn't. He can't send me answers telepathically, dipshit. And even if he could, he wouldn't" she snarled. Sadiq narrowed his eyes and tried to take her paper away. He was sick of her bullshit.

"Come on, Lovi."

Lovina tried not to let him see her cringe when he dared to use Antonio's nickname for her. She didn't like the way it sounded coming out of his mouth.

"We all know how you got As in this class" Sadiq continued as he leaned back and stretched in his seat.

"I studied and do my own work" she snapped. Sadiq only chuckled and pulled her chair closer. "I'm sure you work very hard for Mr. Carriedo" he chuckled into her ear. Lovina shoved him away as the bell rang, more than eager to get the hell away from that creep.

Lovina grabbed her things and pushed Sadiq's words out of her mind. They didn't matter and she really didn't care what he thought anyway. She just wanted Antonio to come back as soon as possible so things would be back to normal.

(-)

Lovina glanced back in the rearview mirror with disgust. How Feliciana had convinced her to let that dumbass potato tag along was beyond her. Even if he was the reason they were going in the first place. Dumb and dumber (Gilbert and Francis, respectively) offered to let Ludwig, Feliciana, and Ludwig join their little field trip to see Antonio. Feliciana, being the oh so perfect saint she was, convinced their class to sign a card for their beloved teacher. Ludwig was morally obligated to come so Gilbert didn't accidentally break something and kill someone in the process and Lovina…

Lovina agreed to come because Feliciana wouldn't shut up about it. That's most definitely the only reason. Ludwig let out a heavy sigh when Gilbert and Francis hadn't arrived yet.

"He didn't even give me the room number" Ludwig sighed. Lovina groaned and shoved past him.

"Room 338, east wing, third floor" she recited as she headed for the elevator. Ludwig halted and narrowed his eyes. "How do you know that?" he asked suspiciously. Lovina gulped and whipped back around. Stupid potato with his…noticing things…

"I asked your idiot brother before we came" she lied. Ludwig looked her up and down before settling for her answer…for now. Lovina cursed to herself and jabbed the button. She was too damn careless sometimes.

Feliciana hung onto Ludwig's arm eagerly and, much to Lovina's surprise, the bastard actually smiled back. Ludwig gave her sister a light hearted, affectionate grin. And he fucking held her hand. Lovina's face turned bright red; out of embarrassment or a twinge of jealousy, she was unsure.

Antonio smiled in shock at the sight of the bubbly younger Italian. Feliciana eagerly questioned him with Ludwig standing by to be the more reasonable interviewer. Lovina stayed back, deciding to wait outside for Francis and Gilbert. She didn't know how she felt about being around Antonio after their discussion the other day. She'd said too much, revealed too much. He probably thought she was crazy. Lovina certainly thought she was.

Feliciana and Ludwig joined Lovina momentarily while Gilbert and Francis…did whatever the hell it is they do. Lovina wanted to bash her brains out listening to the couple's annoying chit chat. What she wouldn't give to be rescued from her uncomfortable third-wheeling.

"Lovina!"

Lovina's head snapped up when someone shouted her name. Lovina's eyes widened in horror when she saw Tino cheerily walking toward her. Both Ludwig and Feliciana switched between giving Lovina puzzled looks and glancing awkwardly at the approaching nurse.

"Did you come to see Antonio again?" he asked cheekily. Lovina bit her lip and shrank back when she felt Feliciana and Ludwig's eyes on her. "You already came, Sorella?" Feliciana asked quietly. Lovina gently nodded and tried to ignore the perplexed and suspicious look on Ludwig's face.

Francis walked out of the room giggling while Gilbert followed in a wheelchair. "Hey Lov, will you be my nurse?" Gilbert cackled. Lovina rolled her eyes at his immaturity along with Ludwig. Gilbert was, however, the perfect distraction for Lovina to escape unwanted questioning. Lovina decide to finally sip into Antonio's room.

Dealing with him would be less painful than dealing with the four idiots she was with. When she walked in, Antonio was on the phone, looking extremely nervous.

"Mamà, no hay preocuparse!" he chuckled nervously. "N-No, no necesitas ir al hospital. No! Sì, l-lo siento. Yo sè, yo sè…Los doctores es mejor que los en…Mamà! No, no necesito una esposa!"

Lovina let out a chuckle when Antonio whined. He was acting like such a five year old. Antonio glanced in her direction and blushed profusely. Remembering the conversation at hand, he quickly brought his attention back to the phone.

"Q-Que? No! No, no tengo una mujer conmigo! Lo siento…Pues, ella es…no, ella no es mi compañera…Ella no es mi esposa tampoco! Dios Mio, mama…Yo sè tù quieres nietos, pero no estoy listo…yo sè…sì…no…sì, pero…no. Te quiero tàmbien. Adios."

Antonio hung up with a groan. "Lovina, never, ever have a Spanish mother. I love her to death, but if I get one more lecture about finding a wife, I'm going to shoot myself" he sighed. Lovina pouted and narrowed her eyes.

"Don't be disrespectful!" she scolded. "She has the right to be worried!" Antonio chuckled and smirked. "About the accident or about getting married?" he chuckled. "Because I think she spent two seconds asking how I was before telling me what I really needed to get better was a girl."

Lovina rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "I'm sure your mother means well" she sighed. Antonio nodded and glanced at his phone. "She feels bad because she's all the way in Spain. She's not sure if she could help me even if I really needed it" he responded softly. "I think you'd like her though. You remind me a bit of her" he added with a smile.

"Maybe I…" Lovina started. But she quickly gulped and stopped. No, she wouldn't ever meet her. You don't bring students home to meet the parents. And your teacher meets the student's during conferences. That's it.

"Maybe I should go make sure Gilbert doesn't hurt himself" Lovina covered up quickly. Tino trudged in and sighed. "Too late" he mumbled as he made his way over to Antonio. "Your friends are kind of loud" Tino added a bit bitterly. Antonio smiled apologetically and shrugged.

"Anyway, I brought you the painkillers you wanted" Tino said as he fiddled with the monitor. Lovina furrowed her brows and frowned. "You're in pain?" she asked nervously. Antonio lifted his hand to silence her concerns and smiled. "It's nothing" he sighed. "I'm actually out of here tomorrow. And I'll be back at school by next week."

Lovina relaxed a bit and nodded. "Will you need help with anything?" she asked quietly. Antonio smiled and shook his head. "Francis will be helping me out of course. I just need to rest" he sighed before taking the strong medication the nurse brought him.

"I'll be back before you know it" Antonio chuckled sheepishly as Lovina began to turn away. Lovina gave him a small smile and shook her head. "Good. I've missed you" she replied honestly. "I better go see what Gilbert did" Lovina groaned as an afterthought. Antonio smirked and laid back.

"No goodbye like yesterday?" he cooed too sweetly. Lovina rolled her eyes and marched back over, ignoring Tino's amused chuckle. "You're lucky your head's been knocked around or else I'd bash it in" she snapped half heartedly. Lovina let out an exasperated sigh when Antonio just laughed.

"There's no way you're already high off of those drugs already" she mumbled before bending down and giving him a soft glare. Antonio stuck out his chin expectantly and patiently waited.

"Don't get used to this" Lovina sighed after kissing his cheeks again. Antonio grinned smugly and squeezed her arm.

"That's my little Italian!" he chirped. Lovina just shirk her head and started to walk out. "Have fun in La-La land, Antonio" she said as she left to go find her sister and Ludwig.

The latter was already waiting at the door looking very concerned. He gently grabbed her arm and pulled her aside which Lovina did not like one bit.

"Lovina…you can't…you know it's against the rules to…" Ludwig drew back a bit, trying to find the most delicate words. "You really can't be that close to a teacher" he finally whispered. Lovina scowled and ripped her arm away. Like hell this bastard was going to try to tell her what to do.

"I'm not" she hissed. "He's just like Francis or your brother, alright?!" Ludwig nodded and stepped back, only half convinced. But Feliciana trotted over with Francis and a concussed Gilbert, who had been nearly been impaled in a freak wheelchair accident that was quite traumatizing for everyone before Ludwig could think about it further.

Lovina was suddenly eager to leave after Ludwig's attempted lecture, bringing the latter and her sister out with her, leaving Francis and Gilbert to stay behind with Antonio for awhile longer.

This chapter is weird and kind of filler, but things will move faster next time.

I'm really proud because I didn't use google translate for the Spanish. But I'm also not yet fluent so correct me if I'm wrong.

Translation: Mom, don't worry! You don't need to come to the hospital. No! Y-Yes, I'm sorry. I know, I know…The doctors are better than the ones in…Mom! I don't need a wife!

W-What? No! I don't have a woman with me! Sorry…well, she's…No, she's not my girlfriend…She's not my wife either! My God, mom…I know you want grandchildren, but I'm not ready…I know…Yeah…No…Yes, but…no. I love you too. Bye.