AN

First thing is thanks for all the reviews/faves/follows etc they really mean a lot.

Second is I changed Hong Kong's name to Kaoru because apparently I had it wrong (did not lean that until I read another story) so yeah Kaoru is Hong Kong and I fixed his name in the last chapter too so…

Now onto the story:

Lovino POV

Lovino ran as fast as he could to put distance between himself and the source of all of his problems, no wait scratch that "sourceS" to all my problems. No matter how fast he ran or how far he ran though the tomato bastard would still be chasing him through the not-so-crowded streets yelling for him to stop. But did he listen? No he kept running.

That was until a hand grabbed his shoulder and spun him around "Lovi, Lovino I'm sorry I didn't mean for you to hear any of that." He wiped the Italian's cheek (he had not been crying damn it, it was the wind stinging his eyes from how fast he ran) and held his hand there to force him to look at him. "Lovi I'm sorry, really," He looked down at the Italian still trembling in his hands, "What can I do, please?"

Lovino sat there for a second trying to decide the best course of action, this was Antonio, best be blunt to figure it out as it's obvious he would never tell him of his own free will. "You can answer some questions," The Italian answered before removing the Spaniard's grasp and drying his own face (Still not tears of course).

"Si, si Lovi, anything I promise I will answer all of your questions" Antonio said in a voice that was on the edge of hysterical and pleading as well.

Lovino took a deep breath then looked at the Spaniard "How long have you known?" when he saw the confused look in Antonio's eyes he amended himself by adding "about the accident".

Antonio's breath hitched and he looked at the ground "Since that first time we met in the bar" at that Lovino's mind went wild 'He only came up to me because he recognized me and wanted to admire his 'hero' work…' As if being able to read minds Antonio explained further "I thought I recognized you when I saw you, but couldn't remember from where, so I decided to talk to you and see if I could figure it out. I was enjoying myself, you are a very interesting person to talk to you know, then we got on the topic of our injuries. After seeing yours and having you say how you acquired them, which was eerily similar to mine, I put two and two together, I am sure you would have but you had a concussion and you've told me yourself that you don't remember much about the accident yourself so you wouldn't be able to recognize me."

"Why didn't you tell me?" the words were so quiet that Lovino thought he might not have said them until the Spaniard replied.

Antonio ran a hand through his hair trying to think of a reason that actually made sense. "I- I um…" he stuttered before finding his words "I was going to, back at the bar that first day, I swear I was going to, but then your brother showed up and you had to go yell at him…" He smiled fondly at the memory before he could continue, "After that I wanted to find you so I could tell you, but every time I saw you I ended up chickening out and we ended up talking. After a few meetings I considered you my friend and was worried how you would react when I told you, so I decided it did not hurt you not knowing…"

Lovino nodded silently as Antonio trailed off "Last question," Antonio nodded looking expectantly "Why would you do it?"

The question took the Spaniard off-guard, he hadn't been expecting something like that, "W-what?"

Lovino cleared his throat and looked into Antonio's eyes, unshed tears shining in the setting sun's light "Why would you risk your life for someone you didn't even know?"

"I don't know" the Spaniard admitted, "Maybe it was the right thing to do, maybe it was adrenaline, maybe it was supposed to happen. I really have no clue but I would do it again, especially for you."

"Wh-what?" the Italian stammered shocked.

"I would risk my life to save you a hundred times over," he said taking a step forward and putting his hands on Lovino's shoulders trying to get him to look at him. Then he realised what he said and quickly added "I would do the same thing for any of my friends."

Lovino shook his head and took a step back "no…" he looked at Antonio terrified "no, no, no, NO!"

Antonio looked at Lovino bewildered "Lovino, wha-" but he was cut off.

"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" the Italian screamed earning an even more confused look from the Spaniard, "You can't do that, you can't do something so stupid like that again! I don't care if you save anyone else, you can even save Feli, and if you did I would be grateful, but don't be so stupid as to put your life on the line for me! I don't want you to risk yourself to save me, if you got hurt or… killed doing something so stupid for me, I wouldn't be able to live with myself…" Lovino had to choke out the last part and Antonio pulled him into a hug.

He released a few seconds later and held onto Lovino's shoulders as he spoke "Lovino I would rather myself die than you, I would do everything I could to save you."

Lovino shook his head "Why would you do something so fucking stupid!?" he yelled back and dropped his head as tears flowed once more.

Antonio paused unsure of what to do, he grabbed Lovino's chin and forced him to look at him, he debated internally on if he was really going to do it. "I would save you because…" he paused unsure of his next words "I love you…"

Lovino stared at him in shock "you… you what?"

"I love you Lovino and I would gladly give my life if it meant that I could save you." Antonio said with the most serious tone Lovino had ever heard him use.

"No… no nonononononononononononononononono…." It became Lovino's mantra as he stood there shaking.

Antonio panicked at his reaction, it was worse than he'd feared, "Lovino," he tried to snap him out of it and ended up grabbing and shaking him by the top of his arms "Lovino!"

Lovino immediately calmed down and just stared at him in silence "you… you can't…" he tried to break away but Antonio held tight.

"Lovino I'm-" he was once again cut off by the angry Italian.

"You can't… I won't… It's…" he tried speaking "Antonio..." Antonio looked at him. "Promise me."

"Promise you what?" Antonio looked at him worriedly.

"Promise me you won't be stupid enough to try to save my life again!"

"Lovino I-"

"No, promise me, please."

"Okay, okay, I promise, I promise…" at that Lovino lunged at Antonio and grabbed him in a hug crying into his chest with Antonio softly stoking his hair.

They stood like that for a few more minutes before Lovino said something into his chest and Antonio tilted his head up "What was that?"

"I- I" the Italian stammered trying to repeat himself. "I love you too…" he tried to look away but Antonio held his chin firm and they stared into each other's eyes for a moment before Antonio leaned down and pressed their lips together holding Lovino there for a moment before letting go of him and they returned to their position for a few minutes silently comforting each other.

Lovino eventually lifted his head from his spot nuzzled into the Spaniard and broke the silence "It's cold, bastard, we should go back."

Antonio smiled, happy that Lovino was back to normal and even let out a chuckle "Alright, let's go," he turned to walk then looked back with his usual cheesy grin "Should I carry you back?"

"What the fu- NO!" Lovino looked confused for a moment before his answer then stomped off ahead of the Spaniard who ran to catch up and grabbed Lovino's hand.

"If I can't carry you, at least let me hold your hand," he reasoned.

"F-Fine…" the Italian relented a light blush dusting his cheeks, "It's not like you would let go even if I said no, right?"

"Right," Antonio grinned as they headed back to Francis'.

The couple had been gone for over half an hour but it looked like nothing had really changed, everyone was pretty calm and just continued their normal conversations, except Feli who ran up and tried to tackle Lovino in a hug "Fratello, you're okay! I was so worried!"

"I'm fine Feli," Lovino said and hesitantly wrapped an arm around Feli's shoulders while the boy clung to him. He went to use his other hand as well but it was still being held by Antonio and he wasn't quite ready to let go.

Francis and Gilbert came into the room at Feli's commotion and immediately seemed to notice the change before spotting the hands and sharing a knowing smile with each other.

A few moments later Feli relinquished his hold and took a step back, finally noticing the intertwined hands and smiled making Lovino blush again "Ve, congratulations fratello, you and Antonio finally got together!"

Lovino was red and he avoided eye contact as he replied "Thanks- Hey, wait a second, what the fuck do you mean finally!?"

"Well you two have liked each other for so long, I was starting to get worried it would never happen!" Feliciano whined sounding distressed at the thought.

Lovino rolled his eyes then panicked "Wait, was it that obvious I liked him!?"

Francis spoke up then coming closer "Your affection for each other could be seen by everyone but the two of you."

Before anyone could reply a large explosion sounded through the air from the yard and everyone ran out of the house.

There in the middle of the yard stood Kaoru while red and green fireworks exploded all around him illuminating the sky and reflecting in the crystals of the snow that dusted the ground. The group stood in awe captivated by the beauty of it as they silently watched the exploding rockets. No one questioned what happened, or how he had managed it, apparently this sort of thing was normal for Kaoru to do. He moved and wrapped his arms around his captivated boyfriend while everyone else stood as statues.

Lovino snuck a look at Antonio as the usually overly-hyper Spaniard stood marveling the lights, his face occasionally illuminated by the red and green highlighting certain aspects and shadowing others, while they reflected in his eyes. Antonio turned his head to look at Lovino who turned his head a light blush intensified under the burst of a red firework and he pulled him into another kiss. They broke apart and looked at each other before turning back to the fireworks and finding some of the others were watching them, while others were copying their example (or something along the lines of their example).

AN

Here you are, sorry if it is a little short or not very good, let me know what you think? And no, it is no where near over, I will warn you when we have two or three chapters left.