A/N: I am completely annoyed with both fanfiction dot net and word. Word won't let me put in proper line breaks and fanfiction dot net doesn't allow me to edit my stuff. I am not even able to edit my profile info only possible way is copy&paste but no further format editing… I am starting to suspect my browser is at fault…
Warning: the usual, no Spain, longer than usual, random OOC Romano AND OOC Feli
Now T-Rated because I don't really know what stuff is appropriate for K+-Rating and which is not, doesn't mean this will get smexy anytime soon.
Disclaimer: Did I even do this the last few times? Well I don't own the characters. Just this lame excuse of a story idea. And my fail English grammar since I can't decide which prepositions (or whatever that stuff is named) to use.
That was a lot of random stuff…
Now on to Romano:
^_^ ,-{(-_-)} I'm-a-line-kun is annoyed because he doesn't get any vacation
I woke up for the second time and even though the sun was shining through the crack in the curtains I was somehow feeling good. Not a trace of anger.
That was until I moved.
Antonio's grip around me was loose so I could move around, but the feeling I had when I moved around was the thing to overshadow my good feeling.
It was somehow sticky and wet.
I had had this feeling more and more over the last 5 years.
When I was alone I had no problems dealing with it. I would throw away the boxers I had slept in - When I still lived in Italy I would sleep naked but who would do so living with a pervert – and tell nobody about it.
But now I was in bed with Antonio…
And never before had I been this happy after waking up. Normally I would just wake up to the sticky feeling and be as angry as usual.
What was this happy feeling?
I couldn't let Antonio know something as embarrassing as this so I moved out of his loose grip, which was really easy – almost too easy – without any protest from him and gave him my tomato-plushy to cuddle and hug.
Then I went to the bathroom, but remembered to take pants and new boxers with me.
I wouldn't want to return butt-naked to an awake tomato-bastard.
TOO EMBARRASSING!
The first thing I did in the bathroom was discarding my pants, which led me to realize I had slept in my jeans…
Nice.
But the biggest let down was when I looked at my discarded pants and saw that not just my boxers were wet. It had also seeped into my jeans.
I couldn't throw them away"
I had gotten them on a shopping trip with Antonio.
I also couldn't let them be washed by the Tomato-Bastard and I couldn't do the laundry by myself.
Which weekday is today?
Yesterday was?
It was…
So….
It's Thursday!
Lucky!
Naturally I was just happy inside my head, outwardly I frowned.
Thursday means Feliciano and I would meet in Italy. It became sort of a tradition when we got to see each other less and less.
He could wash my pants!
I discarded my shirt also and took a shower.
The clothes I had discarded on the floor the day before naturally had been taken away.
While I stood under the warm stream I began to wonder if the perverted Tomato lover ever wondered where the boxers I had thrown away without him noticing went.
Well… The stupid bastard would probably just think something along the lines of "Lovi does have many boxers~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
That would be stupid enough for him!
When I finished I got out of the shower I dried and dressed myself.
Since I couldn't loose anymore time instead of blow-drying my hair, like I normally would, I just towel dried it as much as I could and brushed it hoping the Spanish and Italian afternoon sun would dry it without making my hair too messy.
Then I took my discarded boxers and jeans and went back into my room. Antonio was still fast asleep now cuddling my tomato plushy, his grin even more stupid than normal and drooling on my plushy.
He better cleans that before I get back!
I went to my closet to get a shirt to wear, grabbing the first one I could get my hands on I pulled it over my head and also grabbed a bag from the closet stuffing yesterday's things inside.
It was a normal messenger bag in the colors of the Italian flag. Good for me it wouldn't raise any suspicions.
Under the singing of birds and other nature sounds I heard a low humming from the right side.
Shit!
I had forgotten to turn off my computer.
So I went to my desk turned the screen on, saved the documents I had worked on, closed all open windows and turned my computer off.
Now I was finally ready to leave, which I did after gazing one last time at the drooling Spaniard on my bed.
He seriously better cleans that!
On my way to the front door I grabbed the keys to my custom made Italian sports car from a table standing beside the front door.
I went to my car. It is tomato red and has a green foldable top.
After I unlocked it I threw the messenger bag on the passenger seat and got in, then I pushed the button to fold the top and while it slowly opened I strapped myself in with the seatbelt and got my sunglasses from the glove compartment, then I turned on the radio and since the top was folded back completely I adjusted the rearview mirror and saw which t-shirt I had grabbed.
It was one of Antonio's "Shut Up"-Shirts he had given to half of the world.
Including me.
I had made sure to never wear it, but I couldn't throw it away.
Not after Antonio took the time and doodled tomatoes all over it just for me, some even had funny faces.
My journey to Italy was without any special events.
To me it was a boring routine, driving these streets twice every week.
When I neared Rome, where our house was located in the outskirts of the city, I was struck in a traffic jam.
It was summer again.
Tourists all over the place.
I know we need them for our economy especially me but I hate them regardless.
I took the next exit on the highway and took smaller roads to our house. It wasn't much of a detour but normally the other way was faster.
I arrived at our house at our house the same moment Feli got out of his stupid convertible that is as white as his flags.
He had been with the potato bastard again.
I am so going to kill the bastard if he EVER makes my brother cry!
Even if I cry if I see him!
I parked my car next to Feli's, he had seen me and was waiting for my on the porch.
I put my sunglasses on my head, avoiding my curl with ease, left my car and slammed the door close. I took the key with me and locked the car but I didn't bother with the top.
Nobody in Italy dared to steal my car anyway.
When someone did in the past he suffered the whole Italian mafia.
I went over to were Feliciano was standing ve~-ing happily
"Hey" I said when I was next to him I also hugged him and kissed him on both cheeks. He hugged and kissed me back and we went inside. Straight into the living room, my brother leading me.
We seated ourselves on the kind of dusty couch.
Somebody really needs to clean in here!
When we sat down Feliciano just stared at me.
Not even ve~-ing.
I kept staring at a wall for some time.
But when the silence got annoying, with a brother like Feli there is no silence, I turned to look him in the eyes and said "What?"
"Is something wrong Lovi"
"Wha- Why should something be wrong?" I said blushing
"You are different!"
"I am not! Why should I be different? Antonio and you are different! What's up with the not ve~-ing?"
"Hm? How is Antonio acting different?" Feliciano asked curious, even tilting his head to the side.
What I wanted to do was shouting at him that this was none of his business. What my body did was blushing and stuttering "Um... Well…."
After the stuttering my body became even more bold and spilled everything I wanted to keep secret while deepening my blush. "It started Tuesday. Tomato-Bastard was acting completely funny. He didn't do any of his trademark stupid pervert things. He never molested me or anything which made me feel funny and had me acting funny too. I was angrier than normal and sad and more feelings I can't describe."
Couldn't my body shut up?
"And while I was acting funny I even hugged Antonio which somehow made Antonio act like himself again but something was still off. He was stupid again but less perverted and touchy feely. It was really stupid but I felt funny about this, like I missed it. I don't even like being molested!"
Feli was sitting next to me his attention fully on me. A normally very hard to achieve thing with him. His head still tilted.
"Somehow I caught his stupidity and let my guard down around him and fell asleep on his shoulder then tomato-bastard molested me in my sleep so naturally I ran away as soon as I had woken up and ignored him for most of the next day. I even did my work for once to avoid him.
Later that day the bastard did something unnecessary again and prepared dinner in the living room. The living room for god's sake! You don't eat dinner in there! And then he molested me again and after he kissed me for the second time that evening" I said the last part REALLY fast because it is embarrassing as hell and Feli opened his eyes. What the hell?" He tried to lick me and even tried to make me believe it was something lovers do!"
There uncharacteristically silent Feliciano interrupted me "But it is! If I am right about what big brother wanted to do…"
"I don't want to know the disgusting things the potato-bastard does to you! Listen to your big brother I am not finished talking!"
Did I even want to talk more?
"Ve~"
"Well…
So I pushed the bastard away. And somehow the idiot had learned after that incident because he kept his tongue to himself when we kept cuddling and kissing" I had started to mumble and talk faster while saying this again.
It is SO embarrassing to talk about those things. Why am I even doing it?
Wait!
I had just admitted I had been kissed voluntarily… Chigiiiiiiiii!
WHY DO I KEEP TELLING EMBARRASSING THINGS TO MY I-CAN'T-KEEP-A-SECRET BROTHER?
"And then I fell asleep because I was exhausted avoiding Antonio and keeping his pervertedness at bay
And when I woke up I was in my bed with Antonio was there too and he woke me up at some far too early hour he stayed with me and somehow I fell asleep again
And when I woke up again my pants were sticky and I felt different.
End of story.
Now I am here
Ah… and you have to wash my pants!"
"Ve~ doesn't big brother normally do your laundry?"
"Yeah so?"
The idiot didn't even answer but rather decided to have AHDH again.
"Vee~ your story is cute~ so you two are finally together~?"
Wait… What? FINALLY?
"F-f-f-finally?" Stupid stuttering. I start to sound like a retard!
"mh? Even I could tell you liked each other!"
"WHAT?" I screamed blushing.
If my idiot-brother could tell the whole world knew.
Shit!
"Don't worry Antonio likes you!"
As if that is the stuff I am worried about… Well I am but right now there is something far more important on my mind. My honor. My pride. "That's not the point…." I said much more silent than my earlier screaming. My pride and honor were lost.
"Back to our topic" Feli said smiling happily like always but he had a more mature air around him. Also he seemed to remember something that was said five minutes ago that didn't involve Pasta. Has his AHDH started to be selective?
And what's with that mature air? He is supposed to be an idiot, my cute little brother with selective memory and undeniable cooking and art skills.
NOT my love advisor and no way in hell more mature or knowledgeable than me!
"Big brother was right when he told you about that thing lovers do"
Even my little brother was deceived by France.
"What? You are repeating yourself. Care to explain your assumptions" YES! My retard-thingy seems to have passed!
"Lovi~ don't be this angry~ Even if you don't want to acknowledge it, I have been dating Ludwig for 5 years!"
Thanks for reminding me I am trying really hard not to think about it! "What's that got to do with Tomato-Bastards pervyness? I knew it, Germans are perverts!"
"Ve~ this thing isn't as perverted as you make it sound… If you kiss you can do it in different ways. The way we kiss-on the cheeks. The way you kissed Big Brother-on the lips. Just kisses on different body parts like the hand of a beautiful lady or more erotic places like the neck. Ve~ Aaaand…"
I was scowling. Hard. My little idiot brother acted as my teacher. Something is definitely wrong with that!
I really wanted to hit somebody! Hard. Right NOW!
At the moment Potato-Bastard seemed to be a good choice. Reason: He taught those things to my innocent little brother, but I stayed where I was.
Still not believing this bullshit.
"If you really like the person you are kissing you can make the kisses on the mouth more intimate and erotic~
If you want to do this you ask your kissing-partner if he also wants to do that by licking their lips, ve
And if you want to give permission you open your mouth
And then both partners use their tongues to taste each other and it feels veeeery good~~!"
I was in shock after this explanation.
Not only isn't my innocent little brother less innocent than he should be and knows about this stuff also he stayed with the same topic for 2 Minutes!
So I didn't react for some time after Feliciano had stopped talking but just kept on sitting there in our dusty living room scowling, my cheeks tinted bright red from all the embarrassing stuff I heard and said.
"Ve~?"
"What?"
"Ve~ you have been staring at nothing for a minute now!"
"Am I not allowed to be shocked if I get told all of my brothers perverted adventures?"
"Waah, Lovi! That wasn't about anything I did with Ludwig! Do you want to know about the stuff we did yesterday?"
We are catching on quite fast today aren't we?
Apparently the AHDH is back.
"NO! Stop talking! I have to thing! If you have the time to talk go wash my pants! I need them back!"
"OK fratello ve~" Feli answered having already jumped up from the couch.
He was skipping out of the room leaving me alone with my thoughts.
^_^I'm-a-line-kun rather wants to be on a date with his girlfriend than here
After just a minute he was back. "Ve~ fratello~ where are your pants?"
He forgot the most important thing in his task of washing my pants, normal Feliciano seemed to be back.
"Here…" I said holding up the messenger bag I had put on the ground beside my feet, not feeling like insulting him for forgetting about it. Feli came over grabbed the back while saying "Ve~ Thank you~" and was gone again.
Hopefully he would really wash my pants and not try to cook pasta in the washing machine again…
He really did it one time! Also filling in tomato sauce instead of washing powder.
It looked very disgusting and probably would have tasted disgusting if you tried to eat it.
Ew… thinking about that again I should be thinking about the things Feliciano told me.
Was he telling the truth?
Feliciano had never lied to me. He is too good to lie. He doesn't even lie when he is talking to his biggest enemies.
Not that he ever sees people as his enemies, to him the world is one big family.
So he most likely told the truth or he also hangs out way too much with "big brother" Fuck Face France…
GAH!
Why am I even thinking about stuff like that?
Why was I enjoying the stuff I did with Antonio?
Antonio is a pervert and will always be and also he is a deceiving bastard. But if even Feliciano told me the same things it had to be the truth…
Buuut! Feliciano believed everything Potato-Bastard said was the truth…
But still even if Germans are perverts I don't really think the Bastard would lie to Feli…
Deep, deep, deep inside I know he likes my brother.
STILL I won't accept anybody who wants do date my innocent little brother!
So it was decided the stupid French Kisses was no stupid idea stupid fuck face had told stupid Antonio when they were out drinking.
Now I had to think about even harder topics. First of all: How to proceed with Antonio?
Should I be the one to initiate one of those still disgusting sounding kisses? Or should I wait for Antonio to try again?
The stupid bastard is unpredictable. Some things he will forget the second he heard or read them and some he will remember for eternity.
Which one was the case with my reaction to being French kissed?
Maybe I should wait some time, a week maybe or maybe more, and if he wouldn't try again I would.
That sounded like I am totally sure I could do it didn't it?
It was my Italian stubbornness that made me think those "I am sure of myself"-thoughts. In reality I was still as unsure as I was when I arrived.
The new knowledge didn't help in the least. Not one bit.
I was still fighting myself, my pride, my stupid lovey-dovey-ness and everything else in my head when Feli reentered the room.
"Ve~ I finished washing~ Now I am hungry! Should I cook dinner, fratello?"
"Huh? Yeah, Yeah! I'll come and help"
"OK, ve~ Fratello?"
I looked up from my lap that I had apparently stared at the whole time "Yeah?"
"I saw a box of tomatoes on the backseat of your car. Can I use them for tomato sauce?"
A box of tomatoes? In my car? Seriously?
I bet Antonio put them there, knowing our routine of meeting.
Stupid Tomato-Bastard always doing something stupid.
"You can use them. I'll go get them I need some fresh air anyway" I said while standing up and heading towards the front door and outside.
I didn't stay outside long but just went to my car and looked at the backseat. The bastard had indeed placed a crate of his best tomatoes, which he never sold like all the others but kept for ourselves, there. I grabbed a tomato from the top and bit into it to calm my nerves. Tomatoes always calmed me.
When I grabbed the tomato I saw a piece of paper between the tomatoes so I pulled it out. The first thing I saw was a picture of a frowning tomato, which made me also frown. So I started to read the text Antonio had written below:
Lovi,
if you have read this you apparently have found my tomatoes haha~ Those are a gift for you and especially Feli for allowing you to stay with me.
Don't hit your brother and also don't yell at him!
Be nice, eat a tomato~
Tell Feli I said hello
Antonio
"Couldn't you have told me that in person? Stupid bastard! Also the one allowing me to stay isn't Feliciano but my boss and me! Also not only talking with those stupid squiggle things at the end of every other sentence, now also writing them, stupid bastard?" I muttered while lifting the crate from the car, having already eaten my tomato and moving back to the house. When I had to set the crate down to open the door I also stuffed the letter into my pants pocket.
Inside I went straight into the kitchen.
Feliciano was standing with his back to me, humming and ve~ing happily, I set down the crate on the counter between us almost a little too forcefully "Antonio says hello!"
"Ve~" He answered even more happy than his humming before "did you call him?"
"No!" I blushed "Why would I? He put a stupid note between the tomatoes"
"Oh…" Why the hell did he sound disappointed?
I started cleaning the tomatoes and cutting them up without another word. The cut up tomatoes were put into a pot, Feliciano had already prepared with other stuff needed for the sauce.
On the oven there was a second pot in which Feliciano was currently heating hot water.
Handling the tomatoes before cooking was the only thing I am really able to do in the kitchen…
"We" prepared the food in relative silence.
Well Feli cooked while I sat at the small table placed to be used if just the two of us were eating and glared at some kitchen stuff that had offended me in the past. I just got up once while Feli was busy to go to our wine cellar and get a bottle of nice Italian wine.
We ate the Pasta after Feliciano had finished cooking and drank one or two glasses of wine with it, all the while talking about unimportant stuff, until…
"Ah I forgot to tell you. Ludwig is coming over later today! Also he will be staying for two weeks, ve~"
"Why the hell are you just telling me now? Huh? It's already…" I looked at my watch "9.45pm! When exactly is later supposed to be?"
"I am sorry fratello I forgot" Feli told my just short of breaking out into tears "Ludwig has to finish his work and then drive here from Berlin. That's a long way! His boss told him to take a break and go to some nice place to relax. He insisted! And since I don't get vacation he is coming here, ve~"
"I was planning on going back to Spain today anyway, so…, but it is no excuse to invite people over without telling me! I'll be leaving as soon as I finish eating! I don't want to see him in my house"
I am not going to call the Potato-Bastard by is given or country name anytime soon but I am also adult enough to not call him Potato-Bastard in Feli's presence.
Well at least most of the time, I think.
And I feel like I should be grateful for the advice…
"Thank you~~!~" Feli said jumping out of his chair running around the table and hugging me
"What are you doing? Go back to your seat!" I said while trying to continue eating with Feliciano's arms around my neck.
He let go and we finished eating in silence.
After putting my plate in the sink I said goodbye to Feli by kissing both of his cheeks again and hugging.
"Aw… Ve~ I wanted to spend more time with you…"
"It's your own fault! You were the one to invite him!"
"Bye fratello!" Feliciano said with puppy eyes.
I turned and left the house not wanting to be deceived by those eyes and accidently meet the terrifying German.
Just out of the kitchen I turned again "Feliciano! Where are my pants and bag?"
"Ve~ your bag is by the door and your pants are still outside to dry"
"OK I'll get those on my way!" Then I added mumbling "T-th-thank you for washing them!" And then I turned and headed to the front door. Fast! Grabbing my back along the way.
It was dark outside, no surprise considering the time, but our garden was illuminated by many small lanterns so it wasn't hard to find my way through the gardens and to my pants, they were clean, dry and smelled of fresh summer air, but I missed the faint smell of tomato-plants my clothes had if they dried in Antonio's garden.
I took them, put them into the bag and went to my car.
I jumped into my car not bothering with the doors and put the key into the ignition and started the car, letting the top close and putting my sunglasses away which I had forgotten on my head.
Right when I started the engine I saw another car pulling up the drive way.
At first I just saw the headlights but as it neared I could see it was a shiny black Mercedes. A potato car.
Potato-Bastard had arrived. I had left at just the right time.
When the driveway was cleared I drove to the street making my way back to Spain... It was a boring drive again, but it was also harder than the drive to Italy because of the darkness and because I was slightly drunk.
I arrived at Antonio's house some hours later save and sound.
I went inside and when taking of my shoes I noted two unfamiliar pair of shoes. Apparently the Stupid-Idiot-Trio had a gathering at Antonio's. They were sure to be partying somewhere in this house, but even if this house is big I couldn't hear anything…
When I passed the living room I knew why, they were in there sprawled out on various pieces of furniture or the floor.
I was most likely still quite drunk even after hours of driving, since I went into the room filled with three idiots and more empty liquor bottles then you would think could be emptied by just three adult males. French wine (only of the best, naturally), disgusting German Bier and various kinds of Spanish liquor.
I went straight to the passed out Spaniard and kissed his cheek.
WHAT THE HELL?
Why did I do that in the presence of the other two of the famous BFT –Bastard-Fucker-Trio-?
If any of them had been awake I would die of embarrassment.
I felt myself blush harder and harder.
^_^I'm-a-line-kun can finally leave for vacation
That was… LONG! 4000 words! Normally I write that much in two month… But I couldn't find a good spot to cut it^^
I had a writing frenzy when I was on vacation visiting some big cities in Germany…
I realized Feli is saying ve~ not very often while typing but somehow I couldn't fit them in…
Wednesday school starts again. I don't know if I should be excited or annoyed xD I'll most likely have less time to write then than I had last term… English and Physics AP/A-Level/whatever the hell it is named in English will be challenging, I hope, but also time consuming.
This is out this early thanks to my seme who inspired me to type faster by drawing a fan art of Spain and Chibiromano and a picture of a GIANT tomato! She did it even though she can't understand my obsession with how cute chibimano is!
I found Chibiromano's Hatafutte Parade, it's just cute how he has a hard time pronouncing some words x3