Ciao. . .I'm Lovina..well..obviously...I'm obsessed with tomatoes, pasta, singing when I feel like it..anyways...sometimes I get caught singing from Feliciana, and Spain.

Relashonship Status: O-Of course, Spain is my only one..

Favs: Tomatoes, Pasta, and Spain...

Dislikes: Germany, people who piss me off..

Color: Red..Green...

Sometimes I hang with the BBT...when I have nothing to do...

D-don't judge me!

I'm even better at fighting then my lame ass male version 0.e

When I don't have pasta..or maybe even tomatoes..if possible..

First..I go out and drink..when Spain is with Prussia and France..

when I go home..Spain is like.."idota.."

[I will be writing the best fanfictions i can!]

Holy shit..why is Spain looking at this shit..?

[I write yaoi fanfictions, sad fanfictions, and well, yes, of course it will be hetalia fanfictions.]

[One roleplay I wrote on my profile, please enjoy this roleplay, and, yes, I worked really hard on it.]

Aww, Spain! Stop touching my crap! *gathers my photos and books*

A-ah, umm..I wasn't reading it, lovi..*lies*

Shut up tomato bastard why-wait...why is my diary open..?

Oh crap..l-lovi..are you o-okay?

Tomato bastard, did you fucking read my diary? You peice of...

S-sorry lovi..!

FUCKING BASTARD I'LL COME FOR YOU...*sighs* Fucking bastardo..

W-well, sorry...

Shut the hell up, bastard.

L-lovi! *goes to my door*

*shuts the door*

L-lovi! P-please open..

N-no! I don't want to you bastard!

Please lovi, i'm sorry..*cries*

...*whispers to my self* I wish I opened the door..but my feelings..are..mixing up..together..

Lovi..I-I'm sorry..Please forgive me...*starts to cry even more*

Sp-Spain..

...s-si?

Why were you digging for my stuff..?

...b-because-

Because why?!

*sobs* I was trying to look for something of yours to remember when I g-got distracted by the diary...

What the hell do you mean something of mine to remember?

I'm..going away...

W-what the fuck? Who the hell told you to fucking go away from me, you fucking bastard..*teary eyed*

I-I thought it was..

So, you fucking thought of it? You damn...

Lovi, It's my choice, now! I need you to take care of your own! *yells madly*

You...fucking...*sobs*

Stop calling me crap...so you can just leave or..-

Fine, fucking ass wipe. I'll leave, bitch. SON, OF, A, BITCH. *grabs purse and diary and leaves*

*after lovina leaves*

Wh..what..have I done...? *cries* I didn't think..she would really..leave...*continues to cry*

*while lovina is walking on the sidewalks*

Fuck, I have nowhere else to fucking go. Should I go to Feli's place..? Wait..no..she's on her honeymoon with Germany..

I know I'm not going to that pervert's place..

shit...I don't know where to go...

Belgium's place..? I guess...

*knocks on her door*

*opens door* Hello, Lovina!

Ciao Belgium...can I stay over here for the night, or something..?

Sure..*wonders why*

Well, can we talk..?

yes, yes, sure. What do you need?

Me and spain got into a fight.

*facepalm* Y-your joking, right?

no, i'm not...

Wh-why? Tell me what happened..?

*explains everything*

Oh, I see, Lovina...*pats my back*

Si...*teary eyed*

Aww..Lovina..*hugs* if something like this ever comes up agian, talk to me or feli. Don't trust anyone else. I'm just saying..

*facepalm* Si..

But...why..did he have to say..that..*cries*

*hugs* Lovina..sometimes...well..how do I explain this..*sighs*

Oh..Lovina, well, sometimes couples have hard times, but..maybe because...-

I-isn't he leaving, right?! Th-that's what he told me! That bastard can't just...*cries*

*gasp* aww, Lovina...*huggles* Don't worry, I'll talk to spain about i-

He's not going to fucking change his mind dammit...he's just going to leave me...with nothing...

Wh-what do you mean nothing?!

Nothing..I mean..no calling anyone tomato bastards anymore..no smiling or spells..for a long..long..time..and no love..

Why..Lovina..why would you think like...-I'm going to talk to spain right now!

W-wait! He might not be in a good mood-

Too bad! I'm going to speak to that man right now!

N-no belgium! Hold on!

What?!

Can I watch?

*sighs* Well...

*as they both go to spain/lovina's house*

Alright. Lovina, just go somewhere he won't see you.

Si. I got it.

*knocks on door* Spain Are you home?

S-si! *wipes tears away* Come in!

*opens door* Nice to see you Spain Can..I ask you a important question?

S-si! *thinks* please don't tell me Lovina told Belgium about the argument..

Well, Spain, Lovina promised that this was between you, me, and Lovina.

O-oh, um, okay...

Why are you moving? Why did you kick her out?

...k-kick her out..? I...didn't kick her out..I was telling her if she..wanted to..leave..*cries*

*huggles spain and sighs* I understand. I trust you. But..why are you moving away from Lovina?

..to see if she can handle on her own..and can understand..how to live when she gets older...

I..see...well..spain..she was telling me about it..and..she said..this..

si..? what is it Belgium..?

"He's going to leave me nothing. No more calling him a tomato bastard, no more smiles, no more cute spells, and the most important, love."

She...she...r-really said that..?

Si! What were you thinking of saying for her to leave and-

I-I'm sorry! I didn't want to keep up the argument...so I just told her to leave...*cries*

Well...can Lovina come in..?

She's outside?

Si. *opens door*

*looks away*

L...lovi..?

lovina, he told you to leave because-

lovi, I didn't want to keep up this argument we had..

Is..is that so..?

Si..

Spain's right..and now I get everything thats happened. lovina, sit down, please.

*nods to belgium and stares at spain after sitting down*

l-lovi...I'm truely sorry..

it's okay...bastard-I mean-

*hugs* Lovi...*cries*

*hugs back* Spain...

*sigh* I'm glad they're fine...*smiles*

L-lovi..umm-

I'm going to leave now, guys. Netherlands said I can't be at someone else's house too late. Soo, see you guys later?

Si, Belgium.

sure...

Adios, Belgium!

Bye..Belgium..

Bye!

*after belgium leaves*

L-lovi..? Do you want me to leave..?

...*cries* I-I don't know Spain..

Well..*hugs and strokes hair* It's up to you..

I..want you to stay..Antonio...*cries and hugs back*

Si..Okay then...*smiles*

Sp-spain..

Si-

*kisses*

*blushes* L-lovi?

*blushes* Ti..amo..

Awww lovi! *laughs and smiles*

Sh-shut up bastardo..*blushes*

*laughs*

I hate you.

Wh-what?!

*laughs* Just kidding, Spain *kisses cheeck*

*blushes with teary eyes* Aww lovi, why'd you have to lie to boss..?

*laughs cutely* I don't know. *hugs*

Alright, Lovi.. *hugs back*

T H E E N D

Not the best Roleplay/Fanfiction I wrote, huh? It seems I worked hard, but...who knows..

Send me requests, and i'll never stop writing :3

So please, awesome bastards, [in lovina character] send me requests! [unless I can't accept it for a reason]

[I only do hetalia, since i'm obsessed with hetalia. Pretty stupid, huh? admit it. Oh well.]

So umm, yesh..just..send me requests..

Or i'll use tomato attack!!

...*blushes*

Oh, geez, dammit.

I need to end this some how..

Oh, I know!

-Lovina Vargas

P.S,

I CAN END THIS IF I WANT TO!