:-:-:-:Lovino:-:-:-:

That damn bastard, I hate him. Always calling me cute, saying all the shit he says, looking so perfe- I-I mean, like a SPANISH PIG!

I go to me room but to tell the truth, I just want a siesta. That bastard will most likely stop and talk to one of those bastard guards for half an hour, which gives me some siesta time. I curl up under my covers that have sadly lost the warmth of last night, and I fall into a soft deep sleep.

I hear a loud yell of pain from not too far away, pulling me right out of my slumber. I look around only to see a guard with blond hair run in. His hair only showed slightly from his helmet, he has a dark beard that was more like a scruff that covered his jaw line, but his eyes were covered. However what he looks like doesn't matter because I know he's just one of the many bastards here.

The guard spoke, but in an accent I had never heard before, "Vamos, Sr Vargas. Boss Carriendo is waiting for you. The enemy has invaded España."

My eyes widen as I heard "enemy". One thing I had always feared is what "Boss" got himself into when he was out at sea. He always came home with a new scare yet he smiled cause he didn't want me to worry, bastard. Of course I worried, I'm not some heartless bastard! I-I mean who else is going to do all the cleaning!? And some bastard has to feed me!

"Where is that bastard and why didn't he just come and tell me himself?" I don't know if I can trust this guard, if any of Antonio's enemies are here. He would have come to get me himself, right? H-he would make sure I'm safe, right?! B-boss cares about me, right...?

"He is looking for the enemy, and ordered me to take you to a safer place for the time being." The guard got closer, and it looks like he would grab me and take me away if I don't agree to go with him, but i'm not going to let that bastard touch me.

"Whatever bastard. If Boss wants me he can get me himself." I glare at him, stand up, ready to run from any attempts of capturing me.

The guard smiles at me, almost demonically and spoke in a different accent all together, proving the accent he was using was fake, "I'm sorry. Mais, mon amis, tu n'as pas un choix."

I take a step closer to the window. "What the fuck?! Mi dicpiace ma, I don't speak stanzo!"

The guard suddenly had a smirk on his face. He took off his helmet reviling the rest of his curly blond hair that brushes his shoulders and his bright blue eyes. "Well you really are the cute spice one of the two brothers, however it doesn't matter if you run, Lovino, I will be taking from here. If I have to use force, well that is all up to you."

"In your dreams, stanzo!" I run as fast as I can to the window, I might break something jumping but I have to chance it. I jump out the window into the court yard, I almost land safely but as soon as I hit the ground I scream, braking my leg with the impact. Damnit this is just what I need. I look up at the window but the blond bastard wasn't there.

"I-I have to get the hell out of here, d-damit! Antonio!" I cry as I drag my body as far as I can go without making my leg worse.

"Mon amis, you are doing nothing but making this easier for me." That bastard was close, I don't look back to see how close.

"Damnit..." I make my way to the edge of the court yard, hitting my broken leg a few times and biting my lip to keep myself from screaming and giving that bastard the pleasure of finding me easily.

"Au revoir."

BANG

"¡T-Toni..!" Everything fades to black...