A/N: well here goes. Baby shower was crashed kinda but no one seemed to care, which makes Antonio pissed. Here we go with the nursery. The feels may occur.

Chapter 18: Now Most Of The Time.

When the four had returned, everyone was gone. That was more than fine with Lovino and Alfred but it made Antonio have a bad taste in his mouth. For god sakes, Feliciano was his brother. He should have at least shown some concern in his brother or at least the babies. He sighed, holding the door open for Lovino who was being helped in by Alfred. Kiku was in the nursery planning out the paint and the three were starting today.

Lovino was lead to the guest bed down stairs, not far from the nursery so they could keep an eye on him. Antonio offered a paint apron to the American and Kiku, who took it graciously and they got to work. "I Dunno man. Just seems kinda shitty." Alfred knew what Antonio was thinking because they all thought it odd for all the others to just dissipate. "Maybe they had an emergency." Kiku suggested softly. Alfred scoffed "I wish kiks, but they should have at least called. That's just fucked up."

Antonio wiped his forehead and nodded. "…I just won't let them in our children's lives. You two, Emma, Lars. That's all….i have to protect Lovino…his feelings have been hurt enough in the past." Alfred looked over. Antonio was looking down but still held determination both in his voice and expression. He was pissed. "Yo, Tonio. Were here for you two, I've always held a soft spot for Lovino. You know me man." He flashed his hero smile to Antonio

"Hai and I will be here for Romano-chan as well." Kiku smiled softly. Antonio chuckled "That's amazing you two. You can even be uncles if Lovi doesn't mind. Dio knows these children will need good familia. Seems family is based on popularity anymore..." he smiled weakly. "I think we'll finish in a day or so with breaks." Antonio looked up "Oh si! The drawings!"

Alfred and Kiku watched him disappear quickly, shooting one another a glance and a mutual shrug of confusion before Toni came back "Lovi drew these the week before last. This is the nursery and…." He smiled, holding up the framed photo. "These are el Niño's." He allowed Alfred to take the frame and admire the sketch. "…Oh wow. Girl and boy…"

Antonio nodded, smiling widely. "Think we can make it look like the picture?" Alfred showed Kiku and they both nodded "You can count on us amigo. It'll be his dream come true~" Antonio smiled "Then let's get to it"

Flavio looked down at the test. Well, he did agree to this, at least he thought so. He sighed and opened up the door to a smoking Andres. He sighed "Put that out." Andres grunted in response and put the cigarette out in the nearest vase. "…What does it say…" he looked at the blonde. Flavio forced a small smile. "Congrats. You are going to get your child. "

Andres sighed "Flavio Carriendo." Flavio winced. "I- …I mean...yay. I'm pregnant." He whimpered. Andres frowned and stepped up to Flavio. "…what's wrong amor…" he spoke softly, all the while enveloping the Italian in a sweet embrace, reminding himself of the child now in between them. Flavio cried silently "...You just love me for my body…"

Andres would have shot back that it wasn't much to love but he noted that was too mean of a lie to say right now. He picked up Flavio and led them to the bedroom. He laid carefully down with the Italian and started to sing softly, a Spanish lullaby they both knew and enjoyed. It was the only way he truly knew how to comfort. Flavio curled up in his chest and bit at his fist.

They were about to fall asleep when there was a loud and demanding knock at the door. Flavio pulled his gun and Andres held him back "Pregnant. Remember?" with that he left to the front door with his dagger. He looked through the peep hole into the dark, rainy night. He saw a military looking figure and opened the door. "…i…am…f-fucking…frozen..."

Luciano stood shaking and hugging himself. Andres raised an eyebrow but stepped aside and let the Italian enter. "It's just your fratello-sicle Flavio." The Spaniard looked at Luciano. "…You're getting my floor wet.""Fuck you"

Luci flipped him off and Andres waved his dagger at him in a beckoning manner, "…wanna lose that finger…" they were about to fight when Flavio came in, makeup fixed and sweater changed. He shuffled in and handed Luciano new clothes. "Take off your boots, not one more step because if you get mud on my cherry wood, I will make you lick it up. Go shower and I'll make dinner. Then we'll talk. "

Luciano shot the Spanish man a look of vengeance and did as told, slipping off his boots and disappearing down the hall. Flavio sighed and towel mopped the floor in his brother's wake. Andres sheathed his dagger and helped Flavio. "Guess I don't get sex tonight." He sighed

Flavio smirked "If he's bad, I'll let you fuck me so loud he runs out~" Andres smirked. They both started cooking and when Luci came in the kitchen, Flavio was sitting on the counter with Andres pressed against the counter. They were engaged in a deep make out session until the north Italian made his presence known with a loud and obvious clearing of his throat.

Flavio whined and pulled away and Andres shot him a glare. Luciano fake gagged and sat himself at the table. "Don't worry Corazon. You'll get much more later~" Flavio purred into Andres's ear and the Spaniard smirked. "I'm making shrimp scampi Luci. Please get out the plates." Luciano nodded and did as told, a slight limp in his step.

Flavio smiled "You and Lutz make up~?" Luciano almost dropped a plate. He blushed darkly and shook his head. Flavio looked at him funny. "…well…then...Who?"None of your business." Andres growled and towered over Luciano in seconds. "…In this house…you will show respect to your big brother…or ill throw your pathetic ass out so fast your head will spin."

"Fine….It was Allen Jones…" He looked near tears "Happy?"