After leaving the restaurant Antonio stood outside motionless, unsure of what to do now. He ended up just wandering and eventually reached his apartment complex. The entire time he walked he thought of Lovino, 'he could be really nice if he tried, I bet!' he mused excited at the idea. 'Too bad he would never open up to let someone see that side of him…' Antonio sighed mentally, he would not even admit that they were friends, and Antonio really wanted to be friends with him, he knew if he could get past the surface Lovino would be a very nice person. One half of his mind scoffed at the idea.
It did not take him long to climb the stairs to his fourth floor apartment and let himself in before collapsing against the door. He pressed his back against it and slid down landing rather ungracefully and pressed his head into the forest green wood. Antonio had come to the coclusion that it was his new goal to bread the Italian's shell. There was one problem with that, however, Antonio was what you would call oblivious; he had basically no skills when it came to "reading the atmosphere" or even people that he had known for years. For all he knew the Italian's harsh outer shell could also be who he was to his core, Antonio found this unlikely due to how he could see he cared for his brother. He kept trying to work his way through the Italian, tried to figure out how to become his friend so as to open him up, but it was proven even more difficult than he had thought so he figured it best to enlist help.
"Hallo?" A confused and voice answered the phone Antonio had called a short time later.
"Hola, mi amigo, yo necesito vuestra ayuda" Antonio rambled in Spanish to one of his few friends that did not speak anything even remotely resembling the language.
"Woah, Antonio, dude, calm down, I can't understand a word you are saying." Gilbert shouted into the phone, it being his normal volume.
"Lo siento, I need your help, get Francis and get over here as soon as you can please," Antonio asked into the phone.
"Dude the awesome me is too awesome to understand your Spanish, so I don't understand what you were just saying, and knowing you if you are speaking Spanish it must be important," he paused, "hang on Francis needs to talk to me," there was whispering on the other side of then slight noises that hinted at a struggle and Gilbert's boisterous voice was replaced with another.
"We will be there in thirty minutes mon cher," the voice said with a hint of annoyance at the whining Gilbert in the background. Antonio laughed as his friends hung up still arguing and rested his head back against the wood.
The sudden knock on the door shocked Antonio and he jumped slightly, hitting his head on the knob as he was still sitting in the same position against the door. "Dios mios" He complained rubbing the newly forming bruise as he stood to unlock the door. "Hola, thank you for coming on such short notice," Antonio greeted his friends. Francis walked in and picked the chair nearest the window to sit in and crossed his legs folding his hands in his lap, meanwhile gilbert jumped over the back of the couch, nearly land on the coffee table and was now situated as if it were his own house, which it was pretty close to being.
"No problem man, now come on, spill the beans, what is going on?" The latter replied gazing up at his friend with an arrogant smirk.
"Oh okay, well you see it all started when I met this guy, and –" he was interrupted by Francis whose eyes grew wide at this comment.
"Oh a tale of l'amour, you must start at the beginning." Francis interjected animatedly putting his elbows on his knees and leaning forward to put his hand on his chin, thoroughly confusing his Spanish friend.
"Yeah dude I didn't know you swing that way, cool" Gilbert added, which also contributed to the poor man's confusion.
"What are you guys, ooooooooooooooh okay," Antonio started before finally catching on to what his friends had thought was happening, "No, it isn't like that, we are just friends, well sort of, anyway it might actually be helpful to start at the beginning. Okay, so yesterday when we went to that club for Ludwig's birthday and I went down to the bar there was this guy there and I just started chatting with him about nothing more or less. Anyway so we were talking and having a good time and I was just about to tell him something that I now can't remember, but I am sure it's not important." Antonio rambled for a moment more before getting too far off track, "Where was i? Oh yeah , that was it, anyway so we were getting along pretty well and I was pretty sure that we could be friends when all of a sudden he shouted excuse me and ran away. I ended up having to pay for his drinks and everything, but that's not really the point."
Antonio needed to breathe before he could continue, "So, I thought maybe I would never see him again and I mean that was sad and all but no big deal, and so that's when I went back to you guys to hang out. But then today I went out to lunch at the Italian place, it is one of my favourite restaurants. And just a few minutes after I arrived, he showed up, and it was weird because rather than acting like a customer he was really panicked and basically ran in, then everyone in the restaurant got really happy he was there. So I was confused and asked the lady behind me what was going on and she told me that he was the head chef there and the only one that could make half of the delicious meals or the delicious tomato sauce, and that is my favourite thing to get there, so I was intrigued. After that I decided that I needed to talk to him again and so I prolonged my lunch as long as possible and he finally came out of the kitchen like two hours later. Anyway, we started talking and I think he is a really cool guy and seems to have a good personality even if he doesn't show it to people, and I decided I wanted to be his friend, but I have no idea how to befriend an adult and that's where you guys come in." Antonio smiled after he finished waiting for one of them to reply. His friends stared blankly at him for a moment and he decided maybe they didn't understand that he wanted them to speak "So, what do you guys think?" he prompted hoping for some sort of response.
"Let me see if I heard this right mon cher," Francis began cautiously and Antonio nodded. "Okay so you met this random guy and want to know how to be his friend?"
"Si"
"So in effect you called us to help you make a new friend?" Francis clarified again not wanting to get the wrong idea.
"Si"
"Mon Ami, Tu es une personne trés bizzare" Francis replied shaking his head. Antonio's face fell and Gilbert looked lost at the foreign words.
"Seriously dudes, you guys need to quit speaking foreign, I can't understand you and it gets on my nerves," Gilbert complained.
"No veo el problema," Antonio smirked at his monolingual friend, enjoying the teasing.
"Moi aussi," The Frenchman agreed with a smirk of his own.
"Hey, how about this, how about we all agree to speak one language so everyone will know what everyone is saying?" Gilbert theorized getting even bigger smirks from his friends, "If you guys don't want to speak English then that's fine we can all learn an awesome language, like Prussian!"
Antonio burst out laughing as did Francis who tried to speak, "Mon cher, there are two problems with your idea. One is that Prussia no longer exists " at this Antonio snickered that Gilbert was in denial, "and the other is that Prussian is not a real language, even when Prussia the country existed it was not a language.
This shocked the albino his eyes growing wide, "Quit lying you guys, of course Prussia is not a country any more, it was too awesome for its own good and the world couldn't take it anymore, and of course it had its own language, what country doesn't have its own language?"
His friends continued laughing at him and shaking their heads, "I can assure, there is not, never was, and never will be a language that is Prussian." Antonio could barely get the words out he was laughing so hard, he knew Gilbert never paid any attention in history class, but this was a little over the top even for him.
"Then what would they speak huh? Answer that if you are so smart!" Gilbert grinned triumphantly thinking he had stumped his friends.
His grinned was wiped clean off his face in favour of a dumbfounded expression when his friends answered simultaneously, "German."
"German? Who the hell speaks a language as un-awesome as German?"
"That would be the 'awesome Prussians'" Antonio answered complete with air quotes.
"Didn't your brother go to Germany to visit your dad's family? All of whom live in Germany if I am correct?" Francis mocked his friend.
"Crap, that's right I completely forgot about that…" He looked down at the ground.
Silence ensued for a few moments amongst the smiling friends and sulking albino. It was Francis who spoke first "This has been fun," his eyes still held onto the happy humour of the moment before, "However," Francis continued slightly darkening the happy mood with his words, "I am afraid we need to actually talk about this. Despite how odd your request I am more than willing to help you, after all in many cases friendship is the first step to l'amour." His eyes twinkled at the notion only to be crushed by Antonio's next words.
"It is not like that mi amigo." He laughed and shook his head.
Francis then turned to Gilbert "what about you, are you in?"
"Why wouldn't I be, I mean the awesome me is not going to miss out on something like this, it will be too funny!" Gilbert laughed as did Antonio and Francis. "So, Toni, who is our target?" He questioned after a few seconds.
"Oui, maybe one of us will know him!" Francis chimed excitedly and looked expectantly at his friend.
"Oh yeah, it might be helpful for you guys to know that, anyway his name is Lovino, and-" Antonio was going to continue but he was cut off by two worried looking friends.
"Lovino what?" Gilbert snapped sharing a knowing look with the blonde man next to him.
"Uh- Lovino Vargas?"
"Lovino Vargas as in brother of my brother's boyfriend, permanently pissed-off, hates everything and everyone but tomatoes" 'Ah, so he does like tomatoes' Antonio's brain relished the conformation only wanting to befriend the Italian all the more. "Fairly short and skinny, olive skin, hazel eyes, brown hair with a freaky ass curly-q? That Lovino Vargas?" Gilbert finished his question spree and Antonio could not do anything but nod.
"Mon cher, you have your work cut out for you," Francis said shaking his head. 'What, what on earth is so bad about Lovino?" Antonio pondered, only half of him wanting to know the answer. "Either way, we promised you we would help you and we are going to keep our word," Gilbert looked angry at this but a threatening look from Francis was all it took to shut him up. "But first thing first," Francis eyed Antonio, "We need to come up with a plan" his eyes shone deviously as the friends began planning their next escapade.
AN:
Here comes the foreign language (I finally quit procrastinating and put it in)
Hallo (German): Hello
Hola, mi amigo, yo necesito vuestra ayuda (Spanish): Hello, my friend, I need your help
Lo siento (Spanish): I'm sorry
Dios mios (My god): My God
L'amour (French): Love
Mon Cher (French): My dear
Mon Ami, Tu es une personne trés bizzare (French): My friend, you are a very strange person
No veo el problema (Spanish): I don't see the problem.
Moi aussi, (French): Me either
Oui (French): Yes
*Cowers in fear* So many foreign words... If any are incorrect pleast let me know, I am using a friend, high school spanish class, google translate, and English-(various languages) books and dictionaries (I am trying to teach myself French, Italian, and Spanish) so I in no way claim to know what I am doing here. If something is wrong let me know and I will be eternally grateful, same goes for general writing, Const. Crit. and any other reviews (I reply to them all).
Yay! I finally got to write the BTT! *Dies of happiness* This was sooooo much fun to write. Just what could those three be planning? ;)
The next few chapters are going to be interesting and will switch between Antonio and Lovino's POV's. Let me know if there are any other characters or couples you want to see (they can be a lot of fun to write XD).
Once again thank you all so much for follows, faves, and reviews of this story! I am soooo sorry this chapter is so short! I am trying to make them longer I swear I am it just doesn't always work out that way.