I AM SO SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING. I didn't realize how many people liked this story. So thanks for the help and reviews! Also, like, watching or whatever (obviously haven't been on here enough) do not motivate me. Number 1, becuase I NEVER SEE THEM GAIZ. xD I'm sorry to say, but when I see feedback and shit I update faster and shit. The reason why I wrote today is because I got into my email today and found out a lot of people followed/watched this story! So thanks!
Also, a warning: I used Google Translate. You should see it in the first chapter, just felt like posting that once more.

So now, I present, the fifth chapter of Bright Tomatoes.


You entered your house and looked around for your grandpa. He was asleep on the couch, so you went on and took Matthew upstairs. You looked at Matthew and wondered what to talk about. You had never had a guy spend the night at your house, but you knew Matthew was harmless.
"Can I tell you something?" Matthew asked in a quiet tone. As usual, Mattie was playing with his hoodie strings.

"Sure, anything, Mattie!" You smiled as you spoke. He asked if he could tell you something! That meant you were a really good friend right?

"I think I really like Gilbert.". . .You thanked God that you didn't have a drink in your mouth or else you would have spit all over poor little Mattie. It wasn't because he liked Gilbert, it was just that he liked Gilbert. 'How could anyone like that poor bastard? I mean he's a dick!' You thought to yourself.

"Gilbert. . .So let me wrap my head around this...You," You paused, "like Gilbert." finishing with a funny look on your face. Matthew was a nice guy and deserved better!

"I don't think I just like him." Matthew added. You gave him a ridiculous look because you didn't know how to answer. You thought something up though.

"Why Gilbert though?" You stared at Matthew, knowing he could do better. You frowned a little.

"Are you mad?" He questioned. You fell onto your bed laughing hard. You didn't even know why you shook your head to Gilbert when he asked you out. Your whole body was shaking from laughter.

"_-_!" Matthew exclaimed from the terror of your shaking. He didn't know you would react like that! He would have never asked if he knew. You looked up to him and found a horrified look on his face. You felt bad and pulled him into a hug.

"Oh-Oh my god. I am so so sorry to scare you like that, Mattie! But no, I am not mad. I really just. . .think badly of Gilbert, sorry to say." You said sympathetically, and released Matthew from the hug.

" Gilbert's really not all that bad! Really, _! He justs seems like a jerk!" Matthew protested, he really wanted you to like Gilbert and aprove of his crush. He was already estatic that you didn't mind it was a guy.

You frowned. You couldn't see how Gilbert just seemed as a jerk and wasn't one. He picked on Romano! He had to be a jerk! Well, then again millions of kids get picked on everyday by different people, but still! He picked on Romano and you just didn't want to forgive him.

"He teased Romano!" You argued back. You just weren't going to like Gilbert until Romano was fine with him being teased that one time.

"He teases a lot of people! I can get him to stop. I know I can." Matthew retorted softly.

"Does he even notice you?" You almost shouted at Matthew..You were suprised at yourself and Matthew was definately suprised at you. You shook your head. "Matthew, I am so sorry for getting so aggressive. I'm even sorry for saying something like that. I am awful. I can walk you home if you want." Matthew could barely hear you, it sounded like you were mumbling. He heard you although, barely , but surely.

"It's okay, you must really like Romano to say that though...Do you?" Matthew thought you had a crush on Romano, considering you had said the other day 'Have you ever noticed Romano's eyes?', if he had remembered correctly.

You simply shrugged. Yeah you liked Romano, you did like him a lot. You liked his...everything, long story (or definition) short. "What do you mean by like?" You cocked your head to the side like a confused puppy.

"Like...You get a funny feeling when you're near him," Yeah. You get that...You blushed a little. You listened further. "or you think he's perfect in every single way, or beautiful...or handsome." Your eyes widened a little. You definately did that, you could write a book on how beautiful Romano was. "Oh! And you want to spend all day with him, hold him, lay with him in his big str- Ahem, sorry." Matthew's face flushed red, you could tell he was thinking about Gil.

Your face was no different,however. It was a bright red also. You did all the things Matthew had listed. Did you really have a crush on Romano? You stared at Matthew with confusion.

"Well, yeah I really like Romano! He's my bestfriend!" You quickly decided to say this instead. Matthew could tell you were hiding the truth, your face was still red as ever.

"_, quit lying. You're face is red! I bet you've thought all that stuff about Romano!" Matthew grinned as he said so. You shook your head quickly.

"Okay, well whatever. Just because I do that doesn't mean anything!" You stressed. "Why don't we just play video games, or lecture me about Gil. Let's not talk about Romano." You said as you frowned.

You guys talked about Gilbert some and then played some video games. You guys worked on weekend homework, with it being Friday. You guys fell asleep somewhat after eight o'clock. You both had PE and the teacher was scary as hell and wore you two out easily, so you two were tired. Matthew insisted on sleeping on the floor but you forced him to sleep on the bed, opposite from you.


You woke up, having no bad dreams. Matthew was already up and in the kitchen, appearently your Grandpa was gone because you smelt pancakes and Matthew was the only one in the house hold who could be making them. They smelt really good.

"MATTIIIIEEEEEE. ARE YOU MAKING PAAANCAAAAAAKES?" You shouted from your bedroom, hoping Matthew could hear you.

"NO, I'M MAKING GORILLAS!" He yelled back in responce. You giggled to yourself, Gorillas, you thought.

"ARE THEY TASTE-Y?" You played along shouting and being sarcastic.

" THEY'RE DELICIOUS, YOU MIGHT HAVE TO LOOK PAST THE HAIR AND STUFF!" He played along as well. Matthew felt like a brother to you. A big grin worked it's way onto your face.

"OKAAAAAY. I'LL TRY!" You ran down stairs, ready to devour those pancakes. You were still in your pajamas that you had fell asleep in. You tackled Matthew, who was already dressed, and gave him a big hug. The grin you had on was still plastered to your face.

"Heheee, You know you are, like, the best-est friend in the whole entire world!" You kept on grinning.

"And you are the wierdest best friend ever." Matthew laughed quietly "Now, c'mon and eat some pancakes." He smiled brightly. You were happy to have Matthew as a friend.

You two ate the pancakes, you shoved the pancakes down your throat really, and gathered Matthew's stuff together to walk him home. You and Matthew cut up and joked around, talked about Gil some more and then you were at Matthew's house. Matthew said his goodbyes and walked into his house. You decided you were going to talk to Romano's.


You looked around as you were walking, the November wind blew against your arms, you forgot your jacket at home. You had already past your home, although, so you just picked up the pace to Romano's house. You looked around at the leaves on the side walk, bright vibrant colors caught your eyes. You were finally at Romano's house, you decided to knock on the door first, you really didn't know Romano that well. Feliciano opened the door.

"Hi! You're _, the girl who's speaks a lot fo different languages at our school, aren't you?" Feliciano asked curiosly. You nodded your head, you heard loud noises in the background, arguing and the clangy of pots.

"DAMMIT ANTONIO, STOP TRYING TO MAKE ME LOOK STUPID!" A very familiar voice, known as Romano's, exclaimed in rage. You giggled, you thought Romano was cute when he got mad.
"Hold still, Lovi! Please- Just. STAAAY." Antonio, you assumed (it sounded like him anyway), demanded. You looked at Feliciano.

"Can I talk to Lo- Romano." You almost said Lovi, you had no idea what the nickname was for so you didn't call him Lovi. You also knew that Romano didn't like it when Antonio called him that and you didn't want Romano to fuss at you so, you just called him Romano.

"Oh, uhm, sure! If I can get fratello to stop arguing with Antonio, that is." Feliciano giggled. He looked in the direction the noises were coming from. Feliciano nodded his head to you to come in. You slowly walked in and saw Romano in his normal outfitting, just a different shade of blue on his skinny jeans and a different shirt. He was also wearing his jackett. But what Romano was fighting Antonio about was that Antonio had put an italian flag bandana around his neck and was now trying to put glasses on Romano, for a split second the glasses stayed on Romano. Your face heated up, you thought Romano looked very attractive. Feliciano had announced you were here so Romano looked at you and saw how red your face was.

"Uh, uhm, _, Hi." He mumbled, his face red. At that time Antonio's mouth started curving so high up that you couldn't believe it was human, it was only a smile the Cheshire Cat should be able to do.

"Hey, I'd thought you'd like to...go to...the park. Or something." You said trying not to look at Romano, because your face would just turn red again.

"Oh, uhm, okay." Romano replied quickly. He really wanted to get out of the house. You smiled a bright smile and grabbed Romano's hand. His face turned a deep shade of red.

"Let's go then!" You ran out of the house with Romano in tow, running toward the park. You were happy Romano said he'd go to the park with you. You could spend more time with him, and that's just what you wanted.

"Why are we running?" Romano asked, his hair flopping in his face as he was being dragged.

"Iono! Do you want to go slower?" You looked back at him, your happininess was leaking out of your openings everywhere. It was amazing.

"It'd be nice, I'd say." Romano had released a small laugh. 'That's good!', you thought to yourself. He was lightening up around you, he had laughed, which atleast required a small smile, which also meant you made him smile. You slowed down for Romano, maybe you could spend more time talking.

"There," you stated "we slowed down. Hey, Romano? Why are you wearing that stuff?" You examined, you knew but you wanted to hear his rant.

"Stupid fucking Antonio put the shit on me! You dragged me out before I could take the shit off." He tried to take his glasses off as he fussed.

"Don't take it off!" You objected. You blushed as you realized the sentence slipped out of your mouth. Your face was a bright red.

"Huh?" He frowned, your faced turned darker and darker with red shades.

"I-I, I mean, I just-" You stuttered. Your brain had melted, you couldn't form a single sentence.

Romano gave you a wierd stare and shrugged. "Whatever." You two walked and looked around as you headed to the park.

You stared at Romano's golden eyes and attempted to count every single small emerald fleck in each eye. It wasn't easy, walking, staring, avoiding objects or people, and his movements, it's actually really hard. But that just made you appreciate him even more. Romano noticed you were staring.

"Is there something on my face?" He questioned, frowning.

"Huh, oh what? No! No, nothing at all. Just..." You tried hard to make an excuse, but you just couldn't find one.

"Just...?" Romano waited for you to continue, you shook your head quickly. "Tell me." He said as soon as you started to shake your head.

"You look...nice...with it on." It slowly came out of your mouth, you blushed all the way through it. Right now, was a very awkward moment for you.

"O-Oh, thanks I guess..." Romano looked away from you. You stared at Romano, regardless.

"So! Uhmmm. I had an idea what we were going to do until that happened. I say we chase dogs!" You grinned a happy bright grin to Romano. Romano looked to you and cocked an eyebrow.

Romano bent over and looked at you, looked away, looked back and cracked a smile. You were suprised. He laughed, juuuust a bit. You heard it however, and you liked it. You swore it was like angels singing. You smiled back.

"No way, you just laughed! And smiled! I wish I had a camera..." You frowned, because you wouldn't be able to savor the moment. You sighed and looked to Romano.

He opened his mouth to speak, but his head bobbed up and down a bit. He looked towards you.

"Yanno what? I did." He smiled again. You felt your heart melt. 'All these feeling were most certainly not friendly mutual feelings', you realized. 'They are so so much more.', you thought.

You stared at Romano, your head was getting lighter and lighter, your heart was racing. You weren't used to these feelings, they were so foreign! You didn't understand them, but you felt you didn't need to and just go with them.

"So, to the park, right?" Romano questioned. You simply nodded, but you saw Romano was more...light at the moment. He was so care-free, it was so out of character. So unusual, but you liked that he was happy. That he wasn't cursing five miles a minute.

The next thing you knew, Romano had took your hand and started running toward the park, which you drew closer and closer to. You had thee most stupid smile on, you never knew you could be so happy.

Romano and you walked ran into the park. You smirked at Romano then shook your head.

"What? Never thought I acted this way, did you?" The corners of his mouth slied upward into a similar smirk.

You hit him in his shoulder.

"Why do you not act like this everyday?" You thought about your question, you began to not like it. Everything about him made him...himself. If that makes any sense.

"People piss me off? A lot...of people piss me off. But you,", He began,"you don't. I see no need to be mad and pissy. I might, I mean, that's who I am!" He said cockily.

You raised your eyebrows. "Who are you and what have you done with Romano Vargas?" You laughed out.

"Shh, I sent him off for a little while. It's okay though. We're cool." He played along. You grinned. You liked how Romano was acting. You sighed and looked at him.

He looked over to you, and punched you in the shoulder playfully. "That's called payback, my friend."

"OH NO YOU DID-ENT!" You snapped your fingers like those prissy girls on the tv shows.

Romano took off running and you chased after him. You smiled to yourself, you'd chase after him forever.

"OH YES I DI-ID!" He began laughing as he was running. You made this riduculous frowning face.

You pounced on him, unfortunately, cliche-ly, dramatically, there was a hill there. You two went rolling.

"Damn you!" Romano's voice went up and down as you both rolled.

"It's your fault! If you never did your payback we wouldn't be in this situation!" You replied back, laughing.

"I'm Italian! Where the fucking Mafia is! Hello? I have to get payback, I always get payback!" He shouted afterwards.

You frowned, the rolling was done. You both layed on your backs, but your arms were entangled together. Romano never pulled his arm back, and neither did you.

You stayed like this for several moments , then you decided to pull your Ipod (or MP3 which ever you guys have.) out and plucked one headphone into your ear and one into his.

Coincidentally, Fall To Piecesby Avril Lavigne came on. You wondered if the cliche could go any further.

I looked away

then I look back at you, You looked towards Romano and he looked away, his face was red.

You try to say

the things that you can't undo,

If I had my way

I'd never get over you,

Today's the day

I pray that we make it through. The song flooded into your ears and you felt a tear roll off your cheek. You have any Earthly clue as to why you were crying but you couldn't help it.

Make it through the fall,

Make it through it all. You stared at Romano, this time he was actually looking at you. He was staring at you.

You began to fall into his trance, the golden and emerald mixed together. Your tears were still falling, but you weren't majorly upset, they were simply falling.

And I don't wanna fall to pieces

I just wanna sit and stare at you.

I don't wanna talk about it The song rang true, you didn't want to talk about your crying. You didn't want to talk, speak.

All you really did was want to stare at him, analyze him. Remember every single detail of him.

And I don't want a conversation And in which, you didn't. You didn't want to hear anything except his breathing (and perhaps this song). You wanted to read what he was saying.

I just wanna cry in front of you. That was where you lost it. You understood why you were crying. The feelings for Romano were unbareable. You didn't understand your feelings.

You didn't want to, but you wanted Romano to understand them! You couldn't get anything out though.

I don't wanna talk about it You continued to cry and let it all out. You couldn't bring it up and you wouldn't. You wanted him to stay, you didn't want to drive him away with school girl feelings.

'Cause I'm in love with you. You felt a pang in your heart and a voice in the back of your head.

They're not school girl feelings. They are so much more and you know that!

You're the only one

I'd be with till the end.

When I come undone

you bring me back again. Romano pulled you closer to him. Which you'd never thought he'd do.

Back under the stars, It was at twilight and the stars shone oh-so-brightly. You were amazed and wondered.

Back into your arms. You pulled yourself closer to Romano and layed your head against his chest.

You could smell his cologne, your face lit up.

And I don't wanna fall to pieces

I just wanna sit and stare at you.

I don't wanna talk about it

And I don't want a conversation

I just wanna cry in front of you.

I don't wanna talk about it

'Cause I'm in love with you. And as the song played you finally realized it was true...

Wanna know who you are,

You remembered your yearning to find out who Romano was.

Wanna know where to start,

I wanna know what this means. You remembered your dream of leaving Romano. You wanted his help to know what it meant. You needed it.

Wanna know how you feel, You would plead on hands and knees to know how he felt.

Wanna know what is real. You prayed that no part of this was a dream.

I wanna know everything... Everything. And you did. You wanted to know everything.

I don't wanna fall to pieces

I just wanna sit and stare at you.

I don't wanna talk about it

And I don't want a conversation

I just wanna cry in front of you.

I don't wanna talk about it.

And I don't wanna fall to pieces

I just wanna sit and stare at you.

I don't wanna talk about it

And I don't want a conversation

I just wanna cry in front of you.

and I don't wanna talk about it

'Cause I'm in love with you. And you were,

I'm in love with you, you were

'Cause I'm in love with you. madly and

I'm in love with you, deeply

I'm in love with you... In love with the Italian, Romano Vargas.

You looked at the time on your Ipod...It was Already about nine o'clock. Your grandpa would have been home by now and would have assumed you were spending the night with someone.

"Dammit! God- Motherfucker!" You cursed loudly. Romano looked at you in suprise.

You dug through your pockets quickly. You left your house key at home. You shook your head and turned to Romano.

"It's nothing, it's okay." You said calmly. You sighed and shook your head.

"Tell me, dammit!" Romano demanded.

"I left my fucking key at home, okay?" You shouted at him, frusterated.

"...Coulda told me." He mumbled quietly. " If I can talk my nonno into it, I might let you be able to stay." He said.

Your face lit up. Stay? With Romano? You shook your head.

"You don't have to do that, Romano!" You detested.

"I do. You can't sleep out on your porch or something!" He declared back.

You gave in and let Romano talk his grandpa into letting you stay.

"No! Nonno-We appena-Ha bisogno di un posto dove stare!"Romano exclaimed.

"Ho detto di no, Lovino!" His grandfather shouted back.

"Nonno! Per favore! I promettiamo ... non faremo cose," ,he gulped, ":.. come quella."

You're face flushed a bright red. 'What things? Surely to god his grandfather didn't think we'd do anything like that' you thought.

"Fine. Ma io giuro a Dio, Lovino Romano Vargas, se lo si osa avere una ragazza incinta-" His grandfather began but Romano quickly interupted him.

"OH DIO! NO. Niente di tutto questo, NONNO! Siamo solo ... amici." Romano quickly said.

You frowned quickly. You stared at Romano in disappoint.


You found out you had to sleep in Romano's room with him. Your face, yeah it was a fire-engine red. You told Romano that you'd simply sleep in the floor and that you'd just use a blanket.

He objected at first, but then reluctantly let you sleep in the floor.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, you winded up in Romano's bed anyway. A storm had passed by and you were terrified of them because of the thunder and began to shake and cry. You fell asleep with Romano's arm around you.


"No! Nonno-We appena-Ha bisogno di un posto dove stare!"- No! Grandpa- We just- She needs a place to stay!
"Ho detto di no, Lovino!"- I said no, Lovino!
"Nonno! Per favore! I promettiamo ... non faremo cose,",":.. come quella."- Grandpa! Please! I promise we're not going to do those kind of things.
Fine. Ma io giuro a Dio, Lovino Romano Vargas, se lo si osa avere una ragazza incinta-"- Fine. But I swear to God, Lovino Romano Vargas, if you get a girl pregnant-
"OH DIO! NO. Niente di tutto questo, NONNO! Siamo solo ... amici"-OH GOD! NO. None of that, GRANDPA! We're just ... friends