A/N: The setting is New York because I am lame. I understand I don't have to put in real life locations, but I thought it'd be more interesting. I also did not realize that I set up the days to where this chapter would start off on Independence Day (go figure). One more thing, I've been updating quickly, but I think I'm going too fast (and I will be busy with college soon) so I am going to have to slow down on the updates.

New York, USA. July 3rd. 10:47pm.

The plane ride was roughly eight hours long and Romano was deadbeat. He spent the whole ride trying to figure out how he would befriend his target. He really was terrible at trying to get anyone to like him. It didn't help that he didn't really like people. When they got to the hotel, he was too tired to think anymore. Despite Feliciano's suggestions to take a shower or brush his teeth, Romano just face planted himself onto his bed and fell asleep.

…

July 4th. 8:16am.

Romano woke up to a nudge to his side. Well not really, he woke up to falling to the floor, tangled in blankets. Feliciano rushed to his side.

"Ve, Romano, are you okay?"

"Should you really be asking me that after pushing me off the bed?!" Romano growled.

"I-I'm sorry… It's just… you wouldn't wake up. And we have to get ready soon for registration, remember?" Feliciano took out his phone to show his older brother the time.

The dark haired Italian stared at the screen for a while and scowled. "You idiot! That's tomorrow! Today's a god damn holiday."

Feliciano blinked and looked at the date. "Ah! You're right! I'm sorry!" he said after realizing his mistake. He ran for the door and shouted, "I'm gonna get breakfast!"

Romano just glared at the now closed door. His brother sure knew how to escape before he would start screaming for being unnecessarily woken up. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. We don't have to do anything until tomorrow, I might as well become familiar with the area first.

After he got ready and left the hotel, the Italian found himself looking down at a map, trying to find the campus that he and his brother would soon enroll in. It wasn't even ten minutes later when he did find it and began to venture around. The university wasn't very large. It was a private school, meant for international students from all around the world. Romano had read somewhere that there were less than 500 students attending. That should mean that it would be easier to find whoever he was looking for.

He spent about half an hour familiarizing himself with the campus before deciding he had enough and began to find the gate he had entered through. A song began to play out of Romano's back pocket. He took out his phone and answered.

"Pronto."

"Fratello, I'm really sorry about waking you up today!"

"It's fine, Feli. I'm not mad… Now what do you want?"

"I wanted to know where you were, ve~ When I came back to the room, you were gone!"

"I went to go find the campus and I did, so I'm coming back now."

"Alright! Oh by the way, someone told me about a fireworks display going on near the harbor! Do you wanna go?"

"Do I sound like I want to go?" Romano said with and exasperated sigh. He almost saw the disappointment on his brother's face in his mind before he said, "Fine. Fine! We can go, but you're paying for dinner when we go out."

"Romano, you know that the money is really not an issue since it's not technically ours ri-"

"You're still paying. Whatever."

Feliciano laughed on his end of the line. "Alright, alright. Come back soon 'kay?"

Romano didn't have the chance to hang up. As he turned at the corner of a building, he bumped right into someone else and almost fell on his back if it weren't for the person catching him by his wrist. Romano winced at the sudden jolt in his arm. As soon as he had his balance back, he swatted away the stranger's hand.

"Watch where you're going, bastard," he scoffed.

"I'm sorry, I probably should be paying a bit more attention to where I'm going! Although to be fair, I think you weren't really looking where you were going either," the stranger chuckled.

Romano shot a glare at the man, but didn't say anything. He noticed the remarkably shining green eyes the stranger had. The man only smiled before asking, "Are you new here? I've never seen your face before."

"I register for classes tomorrow. Now go away."

The man's face never faltered. "Now don't say that! Hey, maybe we'll see each other around!" He put out his hand, inviting for a handshake. "My name's Antonio. Antonio Fernandez Carriedo!"

Romano didn't take his hand, he didn't even look at it. He simply turned around, not giving two shits about the man he just met. "And I don't need to waste my time. Bye." Not wanting to give the guy a chance to try and keep Romano there, he ran at top speed towards the exit.

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July 4th. 7:58pm.

After the fireworks display, the Vargas twins went and found a small pizzeria close to their hotel. Feliciano kept talking and talking about what he was going to do when they would finally go to school as they ate. Romano just nodded occasionally, sometimes he would pause his brother to make snide comments about the food. Italian food really wasn't real in America, was it?

"Ve, so how was the campus?"

"It was okay."

"Just okay? Did you even look at the buildings or meet anyone?" Feliciano asked as he picked up another slice of pizza.

Romano paused before he said, "I didn't see anything worthwhile. It looks like any other damn college. And the only person I encountered was some idiot who doesn't pay attention when walking. He almost made me fall over, the bastard."

"Fratello, sometimes you do that too… Not pay attention, I mean."

"Shut up I don't."

Feliciano smiled. "Of course, of course~ … Did he say who he was?"

"He had a long ass name that's for sure. Antonio or whatever. I didn't really care, I kind of just ignored him when he introduced himself."

There was a moment of silence before Feliciano spoke up, "Ve, Romano, isn't your target supposed to be Spanish and going to that university? Antonio is a Spanish name."

"…Shit."

…

When the two got back to their room, Romano began rummaging through his bag for the file he had been given (and definitely did NOT forget to look over it, he was planning to look at it eventually… Later… In the future). Once he found it, he opened it and dumped all of its contents on his bed. His eyes dashed over the papers to find the name. Within seconds he found the first piece with his target's basic information. He picked up the paper, repeatedly looking at the letters scrawled across the top.

'Antonio Fernandez Carriedo'

"Fuck." Romano smacked the back of his head. He mouthed off and walked away from the one person he had to make an effort to interact with. Great. Just great.

His eyes wandered to a photo among the pile of papers. It indeed was the same person he met that afternoon. Those same damn green eyes couldn't possibly belong to anyone else. Who the hell has eyes THAT green? Romano groaned, knowing he pretty much fucked up with the first interaction, but he decided to read through all the papers with hope that he could figure out a way to fix his mistake.

He had just finished reading the last of the file when a yawn escaped his lips. Feliciano already went to bed, so Romano decided he would retire as well. He reorganized the papers he had laid out on his bed back into the folder and got under the covers. It didn't take long until he drifted into deep sleep.

A/N: Antonio makes an appearance! I really, really BRIEF appearance! I am so cliché, and I am not sorry about it. I just really wanted a school setting. I found a bunch of headcanons that I want to insert in the story, so expect a lot of fluffy drabbles! If that's the case, I may have to change the genre a bit. I really wanted this chapter to be longer, but with the way things went, I just couldn't extend it. Hopefully it will be longer in the next chapter.