A/N: OMG THANK YOU GUYS SOO MUCH! Man, I got about 10 emails notifying me about this story, and I smiled like an Antonio. Haha. I didn't like some parts in the last chapter, though. After Lovi stole the tomato from Toni it just... BLEGH. I'm going to work on that... One of my reviewers said I had Toni perfectly, and my other one said that Toni should narrate all of the chapters. You know who you are. :D So in the first part of this chapter, Lovi's narrating, then we'll go to Toni... Yeah. Haha. I bet you wanna read the chapter now so here you go!
Oh, I almost forgot to mention that I DO NOT own Hetalia! It belongs to Hidakez Himaruya.
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Man, I had a fucking wierd dream last night. From the giant tomatoes wearing colorless scarves with humongous noses trying to eat that Raivis kid from Latvia, Antonio trying to stick a spoon on his nose, Alfred's house was made of snakes, and just before I woke up, Feli ran into his potato-eating boyfriend and was about to fall off of that really tall building somewhere in America.
Dammit.
Well I was pretty freakin' hungry so I went to go see if that bastard was making breakfast for me yet. And, as always, when I walked into the kitchen I was greeted with that blinding smile that would make the sun cry in shame. ...That was a good comparison, dammit, don't look at me like that!
"Hi Lovi~!" he said and never took his eyes off of me sitting down at the kitchen table. Creeper.
"What are you making, bastard?" is how I greeted him, as always. He would say his "Hi Lovi~!" line and then I would ask him what our breakfast would be and he would answer with something that had tomatoes in it, a Spanish food, or when he felt really generous, he would make pizza.
"...Mashed potatoes~."
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU- WHAAAATTTTT?
"Aha, I was kidding, Lovi~," he replied and turned to see my face. "Your face, it's so cute when it gets red like that, I couldn't help it~."
Fucking bastard thinks I'm cute, fuck fuck fuck... Dammit.
"Go burn in hell, fucking bastard," I mumbled and picked up the phone to call Feliciano.
"Vee~ Ciao!" he answered cheerfully, as always. At least it wasn't his fucking boyfriend. Or that damn albino bastard.
"Feli."
"Fratello! Ciao fratello, I know why you're calling, vee~! I remembered last night as Luddy and I... Er, I mean, vee~?"
"Fuck you."
"Vee~ well, I think we should go to that one place in France..."
"FUCK NO," I interrupted. Never, fucking dammit.
"Vee~ calm down, calm down, fratello... Okay, I thought about it-"
"That's something new."
"Vee~, that was mean," I could hear his pout on the phone and somewhere in the background that albino bastard was laughing. "I might, just might be brave enough to drive to Madrid..."
"Uh, who the fuck are you and what have you done to my fucking brother?"
"Vee~, but fratello, Luddy and Gil had to do a lot of convincing... I told them I was considering it, and... Vee~."
I felt my eye twitch. Fuck no. "F-Feli, what the fuck did they do to you...?"
"Vee~ that's... Um, classified, fratello. I can't tell you."
"Why the fuck not?" I asked but he totally ignored me.
"Okay, go to that one grocery place in Madrid, and I'll meet you there! Vee~ bye!" aaaand he hung up. Fucking dammit I'm gonna-
"Lovi~ I have breakfast~!" Antonio called and the clacking of plates could be heard as he set down the food on the table. "Come and eat before it gets cold!"
"What the fuck is this?" I asked, beacause I couldn't recognise it as anything else. I poked it with my fork, one of the ones Francis fuck-face and Gilbert albino-bastard didn't steal.
"Oh, I just put something together to see if it'll taste good~!" Antonio exclaimed and took a bite. "Try it, I want to know if you like it, Lovi~." Gah. His eyes were so pleading and his smile told me if I didn't eat it, he was gonna rape me.
...S-something like that...
So I ate it... And surprisingly, it tasted good. Needs more tomatoes, but it was okay.
I guess th-that bastard saw my delighted face and laughed happily. "I'm glad you like it Lovi~! Do you think I should name it? I should name it... Lovino."
"Bastard, that's my name... Don't name a fucking food after me, dammit."
"What should I call it then? ...Francis? Gilbert?"
"I'm not eating anything that's named after those fucking perverts," I took another bite and bit my tongue.
FUCKING OW SHIT THIS FUCKING HURTS DAMMIT.
"Ah, Lovi your face is red again, are you okay?" he asked, more concerned than happy that my face went red. Bastard.
"Bit my tongue," I muttered, and ow that hurt a lot more than it should have. I think I even tasted copper. Fuck. Antonio remained silent and looked at me squeezing my eyes shut to make the pain go fucking away dammit.
"...Lovi, your lip is bleeding," he said and pointed to my lip. Oh, so I was biting my lip. That was the coppery taste, alright...
"I-I'm fine dammit," and licked the blood off of my lip carefully. Ouch.
"S-so, um," Antonio was already finished with his... Whatever, dammit. "You're... Going grocery shopping then?"
"..Yeah," I responded slowly. "And paying the bills. I want to have a warm shower for once."
"Do we even have the money for that?" he asked curiously and brought his plate to the sink.
"No, but I'm stealing some from Feli."
"S-stealing, Lovi~?" he looked surprised at me.
"Yeah. I'm gonna physically retrieve the money from Feliciano's wallet. Or I'm just gonna bribe him with something."
"I... Think bribing would be safer," he said and took the fork out of my hand.
"Do I need to feed you, Lovi? You're gonna be late and Feliciano won't quit whining until next year," he said and took a big forkful of his made up stuff.
"N-NO, dammit! Creeper! S-stay away! Too close! Fuck you!" I screamed at him as he came closer with those big green eyes and the smile that screamed, "I'M GOING TO RAPE YOU IF YOU DON'T LET ME FEED YOU."
The damn food touched my mouth and Antonio grunted a little to have me open my mouth. N-no, fuck you, dammit.
I opened anyways and my face immediately went red. FUCK FUCK NO. Antonio noticed and laughed like the little kid he is... He was even sprawled all over the table, which was even more awkward.
"So cute~!" he whispered and his face went red too. Crap that never happened.
"Ah, I'm not hungry..."I said and ran from the table, leaving a confused Antonio with a forkful of random shit he put together. "You can finish mine, i-if you want, bastard!" I called from my bedroom while pulling out clothes. After pulling on a whole bunch of random clothes, I called Feliciano's number to see if he was ready already, I really wanna leave right now...
Okay our conversation was so long and pointless, I'm not even going to repeat it. He said he was already in France so I could go to the store. How fast does the boy drive?
I went back down to the living room and found Antonio seated on the couch watching some damn Spanish cartoon with a silly grin painted on his face, his tongue stuck out. I made sure to grab my cell phone and my wallet (which totally didn't have tomato stickers all over them) before going to the door, preparing to say bye to Antonio.
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Lovi was leaving already judging how he had his phone and wallet and how his hand was reaching for the doorknob. Ah! Not before I get my hug~. I approached him and wrapped my arms around him. He stiffened, so CUTE~. I was so tempted to pull his cuurll... GUH.
He turned around to face me. His face was a dark shade of red, and his brows were furrowed, his lips were so far down in a frown it looked like it hurt.
"Lovi Lovi Lovi~," I hugged him tighter and it seemed he relaxed a bit. He kind of raised his arms up to hug me back.
OH LOVELY LOVI I WANT TO PULL YOUR CURL AND EAT TOMATOES ALL DAY LONG WHILE SINGING A LOVE SONG FOR YOU MAKING YOUR FACE TURN THAT CUTE DEEP RED COLOR GAH.
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I hope he didn't hear that...
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Soon I let go, because he had toilet paper and silverware to buy.
"Bye Lovi~." I said happily as he walked out of the door.
"Bye Antonio."
