I still don't own Hetalia, thanks for reading, reviewing, favouriting and following.

We've settled on calling the puppy Tegwen (Welsh for beautiful) she's been sat next to me whilst I wrote this...but then she got bored and went to attack a towel.

Light streamed through the crack in the curtains like a knife, yeah, Lovino could be descriptive...but only when he was too tired to swear.

Lovino mumbled incoherently, rolled over and fell out of bed "Shit!" he swore as his head smacked his bedside table, he rubbed the back of his head furiously.

And then Lovino realised that this was not his bedroom, or rather, it was...five years ago.

He was back in his room at his father's house, It still had a lot of things from when he was growing up, the drawings on the walls from when he was a toddler (His first drawing of a tomato was on that wall), posters of things he liked when he was a teenager and his desk still had homework from being in year eleven.

"I need to clean this shit-tip" Lovino grumbled as he picked himself up off the floor.

"Good morning, son"

Lovino glared at his father "What?"

"Breakfast, and you have a caller" Romulus replied with a grin

Lovino groaned, it was probably Femke or Mathew.

Antonio swang back on his heels and hummed to himself, in front of Romulus' front door...was eight too early to visit Lovi?...would he mind if Lovi visited him at eight?...nope, Lovi could visit any time he wanted, so it must be alright.

The door swang open to reveal a very sleepy looking Marcello "What do you want"

"To see Lovi?" Antonio replied.

Marcello shrugged and stepped aside, walking away to allow Antonio to enter.

Because Lovino had been expecting one of his best friends (Femke and Mathew regularly tried to talk to him early in the morning) he hadn't bothered to get properly dressed...he was in pajamas...and the only available pair of slippers were a pair of Feliciano's which had kittens on them.

But he'd forgotten how chaotic his life was and that because this was his life it probably wasn't Mathew or Femke, so when he eventually stumbled down the stairs yawning like nobody's business and actually saw Antonio his knees jerked out from underneath him out of shock and he fell down the remaining stairs and landed flat on his back.

"LOVI!" Antonio yelled running to his side and checking for bruises

"FUCK!," Lovino snarled "That's twice now!"

Antonio heard a thud and then footsteps, he grinned expectantly, Lovi was coming to see him...although those footsteps didn't sound too hurried, maybe Lovi didn't know it was him?...or maybe he did and just didn't want to see him?...NO! No, they'd talked about this yesterday and Lovi definitely liked him because even though he'd only asked for a hug, Lovino had kissed him, granted it was only on the cheek but the point was that Lovino had Kissed Him, with absolutely no prompting from him what so ever!.

And then Lovino had appeared at the top of the stairs in a pair of pajamas and kitten slippers, he'd started walking down them...and promptly fell down them, it looked like it reeeally hurt.

Immediately Antonio had ran to his side and started checking Lovino to see if he was hurt whilst Lovi swore.

"That's twice now!"

"What do you mean twice?" Antonio asked worriedly, did Lovi make a habit of falling down the stairs?

"I mean I fell out of fucking bed this morning," Lovino snapped before turning an alarming shade of red "What are you doing here?, Bastard!"

Antonio pouted, back to Bastard again, he was kind of hoping that after what he hoped was a confession of sorts that Lovino would call him Antonio or something not Bastard related.

"I'm here because I thought about when we could go out" Antonio beamed after getting his thoughts in order.

Lovino went a darker shade of red "Can you repeat that, I don't think I heard you right"

Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap, Lovino hadn't exactly forgotten what he'd done, it was just that he'd repressed the memory because it was too embarrassing for words...

"You didn't forget, did you Lovi?" Antonio asked, and his face was too pouty dammit! And those puppy eyes were worse than Feliciano and Femke's put together.

"No!" he mumbled, looking at his shoes because it was embarrassing to look at Antonio's eyes.

Antonio looked a little more happy, although not as ecstatic as he had been when Lovino had first seen him.

"Do you still want to go out with me?"

Oh no, he'd gone through this yesterday "You know already, Bastard"

Antonio shrugged "Yes, but I'd rather you said it"

Lovino's response was too quiet for Antonio to hear, but judging by the colour he'd gone Antonio knew what he'd said, however he couldn't resist the opportunity to get Lovi to blush some more.

"Sorry, what was that?, I didn't hear you"

Lovino shot him a reproachful look "I said yes, you Bastard"

Antonio beamed and yanked Lovino into a tight hug. There was raucous laughter from behind them, apparently the rest of the Vargas household had been stood in the doorway of the living room watching the entire conversation.

"You BASTARDS!" Lovino hissed trying to turn enough in the hug to do some hand gestures to accompany his statement.

"Lovino has a boyfriend" Marcello cackled madly

Lovino scowled "And?", Antonio's grin reached ridiculous proportions, he'd essentially just put them into a relationship, it was official.

"And I can blackmail you with it" Marcello smirked

"Ve, don't do that Marcello," Feliciano interrupted, a frown crossing his features.

"Thanks, Feli" Lovino grumbled, now attempting to get out of the hug, but failing dismally because Antonio was pretty much crushing him,

"Because I'm going to blackmail him with it" Feliciano chuckled, Lovino went scarlet from fury

"No, no boys, I'll be blackmailing him with it, I'm the father here" Romulus laughed.

Antonio chuckled "If anyone's going to blackmail him, It'll be me" Antonio grinned

"YOU'RE ALL BASTARDS!"