*~* 'Ello everyone~ I'm back and at it, I swear ^_^ Also, might I ask everyone's opinion here? I like doing AU stories, not so much with things like highschool and such, but History AU's. I have three ideas, and I'd like to do both, but I believe I will only have time to focus on one U_U

- One is Lovina and Romano under the rule of the Ottoman Empire, over being under the rule os Spain. This includes the OC Texas, from this story, as well as Holy Roman Empire for a time, and even Commonwealth! Lithuania.

- The Second one is Lovina being under the rule of the U.S.S.R. in WWII, thought she would live with Russia and Romano would live with Russia's sister. It would be their lives involving meeting the Allies in WWII as well as ighting their Northern halfs, as well as going through the collapse of the U.S.S.R.

- The Third is similar to the first one, though it is based on the idea that Spain refused to give up Romano, and Romano refuses to leave Spain, so South Italy becomes an South-east and a South-west.

Would you guys read any of them if I wrote them? I know I'm not the greastest author, but I thought I would ask anyways ^_^

Anyways, one with the story, si~?

Warnings: Sligth molestation, abuse, Yandere! Spain (just skip the bit at the end if you dont like it), cursing

ON WITH THE SHOW~!

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Lovina blinked.

'Do you want ta be friends?'

"Amici. . .?" she repeated, tilting her head a little. No one had ever asked her that question before. . . at least, not so bluntly.

Lovina snapped her head to the side, crossing her arms over her chest as she huffed, "Who would want to be friends with such an idiota! You're like Spagna, always being fucking nice to everyone, dammit. No one wants a friend like that."

"Oh. . ." the girl said, hand dropping back to her side as she looked at the ground sadly and Lovina felt the pangs of guilt begin to form like ice crystals in her heart as she huffed and stuttered, a small blush forming on her face.

"I-I don't mean no one would be your friend, dammit! I-I'm just saying! No one wants to be around an airhead all the time, it's annoying!" she huffed once more, air coming out in an annoyed snort, like a bull, as she looked down at the ground, "I. . ."

she looked at the girl, reaching her hand out like she expected her to hand something over.

"I'll be your friend, okay?"

A smile broke out wide across the red-eyed girl's face and Lovina looked away, blushing more as the girl took her hand, "Oh, really? Really? Oh, yay, we can play games all the time no-"

"Oi, new girl!" Romano called, holding out a coil of brown rope, "Come and get this, you were going to show us how to play, right?"

"Ah, si, of course!" the girl answered, running over to Romano and taking the rope carefully, pulling him over by the hand before handing Lovina one end, "It's not hard to play! All that happens is that the person standing next to the rope in the middle needs to jump when it comes close to their feet!"

"That sounds stupid. . ." Lovina muttered under her breath before giving Romano a bit of a shove, backing up to the middle of the rope dragged lightly on the ground, "You first, fratello~"

Romano made a noise and pouted at Lovina, promptly spitting a "Fuck you" in her direction before walking to stand by the rope, near the middle where it dragged.

Amarilla giggled and swung the rope back and forth, so it tapped lightly against Romano's shoes, "Ready? Uno, dos, tres~!"

"LOVINA!"

"Chigi!" the small girl cried, running quickly, small shoes clicking harshly against the marble tiles of the outside hallways of Spain's house as she breathed harshly.

It wasn't her fault that all that stuff in the closet had fallen out! Or that the mice got in the barn!

. . . . Okay, maybe it was a little bit her fault, but still! She was only one country, and a small one at that! Spain can't expect her to do everything right!

The small Italian girl continued to run, feet now thumping against the soft ground as she ran into the rows of the tomato field, ducking down and hiding behind the tall stalks as she heard Spain call her name in the distance, annoyed tone evident in his voice.

He was back from the New World for 2 days, and she had already pissed him off.

Great. Just, great.

The young girl took deep, even breaths, trying to steady her heart-rate as she cowered behind the tomato plants, laying low to the ground, getting confortable in the sun-warrmed grass as she waited...

and waited...

and fell asleep.

*~* Short Chapter is short, but I promise I'll write a longer one next time! ^_^;; R&R, as always, mio poco amici~! *~*