A/N: So here's next chapter. And I didn't get anything done under my term tests...
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia Axis Powers, nor do I own the characters, only the plotline. And my new Romano-wig.
Chapter 5:
"Sorella! Sorella! You promised you'd come with us! Ve~"
Was how I woke up. And at the same time Feli fucking jumped on me. Stupid twat.
"Sono sveglio, idiota!" I said.
"Sono sveglio, sono sveglio! I am coming!" I said, and hastened to get up, and get my clothes on. Then I rushed downstairs, to make the breakfast. Eggs, bacon, bread, jam and pancakes, or none of the three men, I knew was waiting, would never forgive me. Once I was done, and had taken it all to the table, Papa slapped me on my face, because I hadn't been awake so they had to wait. And another for burning the bread a little in the corners. And one for not giving the bacon enough, so they weren't roasted. And at last a punch in the gut from Seidel, because the pancakes hadn't gotten enough. After that I could finally go again, to eat some of the potato-salad from yesterday's leftover, that I hate, for my breakfast.
"Lovina? Are you alright?" Feli asked. I'd wish I'd stop getting all these damn flashbacks, people keep paying unwanted attention to me.
"Yes, idiot, of course I'm alright. Now move it so I can get clothes on!" She stopped jumping on me, and gave me some space. I got up, and begun finding some clothes I didn't detest.
...After some time I finally found an black sweatshirt with an tomato on, and some jeans. Under it I had a white t-shirt on.
"Sorella, we have to be there at 15 o'clock, and it's already 14 o'clock! Hurry!"
"What? Fuck, why didn't you tell me when we should fucking be there? Now we'll be damn late and it's your damn fault!"
"Girls, if you want me to, I'll drive you over to the cinema." Thank God for that, or else we certainly wouldn't reach it. What the fuck am I thinking? I am NOT fucking grateful to that bastard! I answered that damn bastard with a "Yeah, drive us there, goddammit or I'll erode your eyes with a spoon."
"Sure, sure..." He answered, not seemingly impressed of my thread, and hummed lightily from the kitchen.
Feli and I got downstairs, ate our breakfast, without complains since that Ciro-bastard had made it himself, and then got out and some minutes later we were at the cinema. *
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After standing outside and freezing my non-existing balls off with Feli, I finally saw Bella and Lilli approaching us. Together with Elizaveta, Natalia, Felicja and a girl I didn't recognise. They all looked rather fucking happy, and were smiling all over their damn faces, except of course Natalia, she was looking sour, because that's how she looks. So while Feli said hello in an overly excited way, too dramatical if you ask me, Natalia, the girl I didn't know and I just stood and stared. The person, looked sweet with the same haircolor as Natalia and her brother, and had... Umm, I'm not sure how to say this... really big boobs. No, I did fucking not blush while thinking that. Just because mine are s-small and...
"How the fucking hell will I ever get you married off? You aren't the least attractive, and have none of those abilities men like their wifes for! You are a fucking useless piece of shit!" After every insult papa kicked me in my stomach. It was pointless to try to protect myself, so why should I even try? I just want to die, so I no longer will be able to feel the pain from the words, the kicks, the punches, the insults, the approximations...
"ти в порядку? вибачте, are you all right?" It was the last Braginski-sibling (I guess she is, since she looks a lot like the other two) who wore a compassionate expression.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine... Why the fuck are you asking?"
"Because you're lying on the floor, completely huddled up I guess, ідыёт." Natalia answered me, annoyed supposedly because I was stealing all the attention she should get from her big sister.
Getting up as soon as fucking possible, I checked my clothes hadn't gotten dirty. Sadly they had, my jeans were now fucking wet from a pool of water, and I had nothing to change into. Finally seeing what had happened the others turned to me, and immediately, Elizaveta said
"I have some extra emergency clothes I think would fit you perfectly! It's right in here! Kedves!" She said, with a smile on her face, which scared me a little. Well, I guess anything's better than wearing wet jeans. So I told her that I'd wear her dumb clothes, and she then preceeded talking.
"And there's a fitting top and..." I guess I said that a bit too fast.**
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When I was done changing, I ended up wearing a fucking black, short skirt, a red tank top and red/black long stockings. I had also changed my sneakers into some knee-length boots. I have to admit, it did look g-good on me, but I don't want all that kind of attention!
Like the one I got from Roux.
After taking my sweatshirt on again (Because I fucking won't go out of the bathroom with this little on) I walked out just to see Feli and the others together with some others. From here it looked a lot like it was Kiki, Potato Bastard (who stood a bit too near Feli for my liking), Alishia, Madeline, two bastards I didn't know (one looked sleepy, and stood rather near Kiki, while the other looked a lot like Alishia, with eyebrows and everything, just guy-version, and smaller) and... Wait a damn second.
HOLY FUCK, ARE THOSE BASTARDS FOLLOWING ME?
As you might have guessed it was Tomato Bastard, Pervert and Potato 2. Are they stalking me or something? I fucking don't hope so, since I then will kill them! M-maybe except T-tomato B-bastard... B-but that's only because he's not as fucking bad as the other two! Not b-because I like him or a-anything...
Any fucking way, as soon as Tomato Bastard saw me, he walked over to me with a
"Lovi~!" and I answered him with an
"Stay the fuck away, Tomato freak! And stop fucking calling me that!" Completely ignoring what I said, he approached me, and hugged me.
"But you're just too cute too stay away from!"
"I am not fucking cute, idiot!" I said, while I felt my cheeks litting up in a red color...
..."Aww, Lovi, you're so cute!" My cheeks got slightly red...
..."Why are you blushing? Is it because you get turned on only by being in my presence?" Roux said laughing. He had talked about a lot r-rather dist-sturbing for a w-while now...
..."Stop fucking blushing, it's not a good thing, cagna inutili!" The shame just made me blush even more, as papa scolded me...
..."Aww, you so red, ¡te ves como un tomate! It's cute too!" What's with this bastard and calling me cute?
"As I said before, I am not cute. And I fucking don't look like a tomato!"
"You really have picked some spanish! ¡Estoy tan contenta de!"
"No, I have not, and why are you so damn happy because of me?"
"I already told you! ¡Eres linda!"
"Stop calling me fucking cute, bastardo maledetto!"
"But Lovi~ You are~"
"Chiudere! Shut up!" This bastard is affecting me, with all his must-talk-spanish-thing! I keep using fucking italian instead of damn english! The others were coming over, and they randomly had found some more to go with. It was those bastards who were doing everything together, I think someone said they were from the nordic countries... And a guy I hadn't seen before, but as soon as Tomato Bastard saw him he scowled. He must be that guy Bella mentioned one day. As her... I don't know. Adopted brother or something.
As they introduced themselves, I learnt the Braginski sister's name was Mykhaila, the little bugger was the little brother of Alishia, and his name was Peter, the sleepy fucker hanging onto Kiki's name was Heracles, the nordics names was (not including Sonja that I've already met) Jonas, Vigdís and Siv Hall and lastly Berwald Oxenstierna. The last guy (that Tomato Bastard scowled at) said his name was Gerben Schuyler. And his arm were around Bella. Maybe t-that's why Tomato Bastard scowled... He might lo-like Bella. Why did that statement made me fucking cringe inwardly? I-It's not like I lov-like him anyway. I fucking sound stupid even in my own damn thoughts. S-so what if I fucking don't hate him? I guess I don't die because of stating that in my own brain.
"So... Which movie should we watch?" Bella asked innocently. Somehow we had all agreed in watching a movie together.
"Which ones are there?" Lili asked, as the first one who had considered checking that.
"Sweeney Todd, Harry Potter 7 del 2, Godfather, Mean Girls, The Three Musketeers, Star Wars I and The Hunger Games." Berwald stated. I nearly didn't caught anything at all, because he grumbles everything in a fucking low voice. ***
"Who wants to see Harry Potter?" Potato 2 asked. Four hands got raised.
"And how many wants to see Star Wars I in awesome 3D? Oh, only you West?" Truly, the only raised hand were Potato Bastard's.
"The Godfather?" I raised my hand, someone told me it was a Mafia-movie, and I wanted to know how people thought of it...
"How unawesome. Mean Girls? I don't want to watch that, too girly for me!" Four hands were raised.
"The Hunger Games? I don't want to watch that one either, it's only for couples!" Three hands.
"The awesome Three Musketeers?" The freak's own hand got raised plus three other ones.
"And Sweeney Todd? I've heard it's actually pretty awesome too..." Five hands.
"Then I guess it's Sweeney Todd! Great that I don't have to watch the unawesomeness of Mean Girls!" Then Potato 2, Maddie, Berwald, Sonja and Gerben all went over to get the tickets. Potato Bastard looked like he needed some scolding for being too near Feli. So of course I walked over and did just that.
...And saw Tomato Bastard walking over to Bella. What is this weird feeling? I feel like someone just punched me in the gut, and stabbed me in my damn heart. I could feel the fucking tears coming, and shut my eyes hard. I am not going to fucking cry because of this feeling! I have to ask some bastard what the fuck it is. After thoroughly reprimanding the german fucker, the others finally returned. And then I looked around. Feli, Lili and Elizaveta stood and talked, possibly about clothes, Kiki and that Heracles-guy stood and were... adopting a cat? ...Weird. The Braginskis and Felicja also stood and talked, somehow I really didn't get most of what they said. Pervert stood and as far as I could tell were hitting on Alishia. I'd wish bastards like that all just would die a slow and painful death, and go to hell where they belongs! They fucking shouldn't hit on everything walking! The little guy, Peter stood rather awkwardly in between Francis, Alishia and the three remaining nordic bastards. Jonas looked a lot like he was trying to get something started with Siv. She didn't look interested, so he'd rather just knock it off. And Vigdís just stood and talked with Peter. Who didn't answer her.
"Kesesesese, I see you've had fun while the awesome me got your tickets! Now I think you should go with the awesome me to get our seats, before the movie begin!" With that we all left to do as that annoying potato proposed. I sat between Natalia, sure I can handle that, and Tomato Bastard. FUCK MY LIFE! If I now end up not watching the movie, because of all these damn flashbacks he keeps giving me, I swear I'll kill him!
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The movie was fucking good. A bit gory, but fuck, all my life I've seen worse stuff. The movie was actully rather funny! I laughed while I had an good idea about how it'd end. And I was right. Nearly everyone died, and they got killed by their loved... or something like that. Natalia and I had a great laugh. Somewhere Tomato Bastard begun h-hugging me... It was n-nice... A-and I didn't tell him off...
...We were in a damn cinema, fucking idiot! I can't begin swearing and screaming if I'm supposed to be fucking quiet!
"Stay quiet, or we'll get killed, Dummkopf!" I just wanted to go home, and don't think about mafia, gang wars or about what had happened to José. Back to when I could be with my cousin, my Nonno and mama.
After the movie was over we all walked home, apparently everyone lived in the near of where Feli and I were staying. At the end the only one who still was with us was Tomato Bastard. At our doorstep he then said
"Eheh... I actually live rather faraway from here... Can I stay for now?" **** Because I am so sweet I told him to fuck off, but then it begun raining, and Ciro and Feli said we couldn't leave him out in the rain. Well it's his fucking fault for walking us home, when he lived faraway from here. But nobody cared about what I thought, so he ended up here.
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"I don't think the rain will stop very soon. Where can I sleep?"
"..Where do you want to sleep? There's the couch, but I don't want people to think that I treat guests badly, so you can take whatever you want to sleep on."
"Nah, I think the couch will do fine. And it's only for one night~"
When we all went to bed, Ciro falling asleep in his room, Feli immediately dreaming sweet dreams as soon as her head touched her pillow, I was unable to sleep. I guess it might be because I formerly were too exhausted to do anything except sleeping. And then also because I had had too little sleep. It might partly also have something to do with the rain. I am a-afraid of thunderstorms...
crack
And I screamed. Loudly. Anto-Tomato bastard ran up to me, and calmed me down. It helped just until the next crack. He got me down to the couch to be there if I needed anything. Well, that's what the fuck I got out from him, inbetween my screams. After some time he finally suceeded in keeping me calm. H-he held my hand, and said a lot in spanish, but not anything I really got... It wasn't like what José used to call me, but different...
I liked it. Even if it wasn't something I was used to, it felt... good...? No, I can't feel like this. It mustn't be true. I-I won't! Even so, we stayed like that e-even a-after we both fell aslep, and I woke up in the same position.
Translations:
Sorella= Sister (italian) (shouldn't you know that by know?)
"Sono sveglio(, idiota)!"= "I'm coming( idiot)!" (italian)
Papa= father (italian)
"ти в порядку? вибачте,"= Are you alright? I mean," (ukrainian)
ідыёт.= idiot. (belarussian)
Kedves!= sweetie! (hungarian) (well, that's what i want it to mean...)
cagna inutili!= useless bitch! (italian)
¡te ves como un tomate!= You look like a tomato! (spanish)
¡Estoy tan contenta de!= I'm so happy for that! (spanish)
¡Eres linda!= You're cute! (spanish)
Bastardo maledetto!= Damn bastard! (italian)
Chiudere!= Shut up! (italian)
Dummkopf= imbecile (german)
Nonno= Grandfather (italian)
Mama= Mom (italian) (obvious. And if you don't know that, I think you're a bit slow...)
*If Lovina had made food herself, and getting told off for various reasons about it, I don't think she'd be so eager to simply say she hates someone else's homemade food.
**Typically her. Especially how it looks like.
***I have watched most of these movies, except Hunger Games (because it haven't been released.) and Godfather (But I am reading it.) The rest I've watched for not too long ago. And a week ago I actually watched Sweeney Todd.
**** He doesn't. He's just lying. He's actually living nearby.
A/N: You hadn't thought of that! Okay, maybe you had, but whatever. And yeah, Lovina thinks Antonio like Bella. Possibly because in an rp, I'm in, as Romano, I thinks the same T.T The translations are killing me in this story, because I first translates it in the story, then a couple of days later, I write the translations in under translations.
Done with rambling. Please leave a review~ It helps me thinking~!