Pasta Served with a Lili

Chapter Number / Title: #2 / Not-so-significant Other

Pairings: RomLiech ( Nothing else comes to mind...)

Will be told in: Mainly Romano's POV (Point of View). It might switch to Liechtenstein's or Switzerland's or some other character's POV sometimes. Might. If it is not told in a character's POV, then it will be told in Third Person. But you'll know who's telling the story anyways. I'll be telling you. Like in my other stories.

Disclaimer: Hetalia: Axis Powers/World Series does not belong to me. Nor does its characters. It all belongs to Himaruya Hidekaz.

Other Important Notes: If the text is quoted in ' - ' , then it means that the text is what the character is thinking. This chapter/part is told in Romano's POV.

[Romano's POV]

February 11, XXOO

I laid my head back on the palms of my intertwined hands as I had my back to the temperate, green grass that was accompanied by bright yellow and puffy white dandelions. I always wondered why there were two kinds of dandelions. The dead kind, the one with the seeds, the one that was meant to be detached to its base and be spread all over a random place, with chances of a new life, or a hard, cold, unfertile slab of cement. Then there's the actual, physical flower. It looks better. More people would love to look at its petals. It would have many good chances of survival, having its roots spread around the available ground...Sure, I know nature had its ways, but why did there have to be doubles of things? Like me and Veneziano. We're both Italy. We're separated by the titles of North and South.

But there always, always had to be something better about the other. The dandelions my first example. My relationship with Veneziano the second. He always had the brighter side of everything. He received a larger portion of Nonno Rome's money, hospitality, and care. I could tell. No matter how many times Veneziano told me "money didn't matter" and "you had Spain, right? He's like Nonno Rome!" Mother-! Of course money mattered! Hell, if I had an even share with that money, then both my people and my land would be more rich...And Spain? Like Nonno Rome? No. Not in my eyes. Not like I would know anyways. Veneziano always got more attention than I ever did. He had everything, dammit! Augh. Sure, I 'care' for my brother, but I really, really can't stand that fact.

Now there's hope for only one more thing. I needed something that Feliciano would never have. And I only had one thing on my mind. A special girl. A girl who would put my many mistakes and flaws away, and love me, no matter what would happen. She should be beautiful, at least I would think she would be, and she'd be accepting and open-minded, not to mention hold my temper back.

Hmph. Fat chance I'd meet someone like that.

That's what I thought until a maiden happened to come across my lawn and quietly kneel beside me, as I laid still in the grass that made up what was my front yard. But as I got a better look at this maiden, I noticed that she had the most beautiful and gentle pair of green eyes that I have ever seen in my life, accompanied by a graceful purple ribbon that would flow with the wind, but still stay together with her soft, light yellow hair. She was more than likely to be shorter than me, probably by a few inches, but that didn't matter. And I also ignored the fact that she was almost as flat as a piece of cardboard, though, and I was almost hypnotized by her appearance until she started to speak a few words to me. They were short, but incredibly sweet.

"Hallo," The maiden said with an amusingly comforting smile on her face. Her greeting was in German, I could tell because that potato-eating bastard said it more than too many times to Feliciano. Though it was really close to the English word 'Hello', which I thought was unoriginal when I actually took consideration upon it. "Um, is this where Mr. Italy lives? I have a letter for him from my Bruder..."

'Fate! This could be fate!...Hold on. No, I shouldn't get my hopes up. She said Mr. Italy. She doesn't know that there's two of us. Gah...' I started to sulk a bit at my own thoughts. 'She was molto bello too...' But I couldn't show that slight depression to this girl. Feh. Not like she'd care. She's probably just one of the many visitors that would come and probably give a chat to my little brother. Like all the other girls... "Which Italy?" I asked, a bit harsh. Just a bit.

But the girl bit her lip and looked down nervously, noticing the unwelcoming tone in my voice. Her dainty fingers started to lace around each other as she tried to avoid letting go of the stamped white envelope that read a word or few on it in blue pen. I couldn't make it out properly. But crap! I made her feel uncomfortable already...I hate my temper. She continued to talk with shy, innocent words. "Um, e-either..."

I avoided the need to sigh and throw my palm to my forehead because of the first impression that I gave the maiden of myself. I must've seemed like a total jerk already. "I'll have to do then," I said, trying to seem at least a little more casual than annoyed in the situation. She handed me the envelope, though I saw her hand tremble a little.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked, taking the envelope as gently as I could out of her light grip. I then tried to think quickly about why she was trembling like that. Oh shit...Did I scare her? Dammit! That would be the worst! She probably would've ran away from me after I took the envelope if it wasn't for her (and I was guessing on this) manners!

"N-Nein," She said. I didn't scare her after all. I wiped the taunting sweat off of my brow to avoid looking too uneasy. "I'm just feeling a bit...um...awkward, that I don't know you that well as I speak to you..." The blond maiden gave me a sort of anxious smile.

That smile. One of the sweetest smiles I have ever seen. It had much more feeling to it than anyone else's smile. More than Spain's or Veneziano's. And what's more, it sounded like this girl actually wanted to get to know me. Or at least know my name. But I couldn't just sit there and stare at her all day and think of all the reasons why she would say that...Though it was as if I could at that moment. I had to reply back to her in the meantime. "In that case, I'm South Italy. Or Romano Vargas."

The maiden perked up a bit. I could tell due to her smile becoming friendlier and less - well, afraid. "I'm Liechtenstein. Um, or Lili Zwingli." She slowly took her easy gaze away from me, and looked to her bottom left and started to twirl her ribbon around with the light, graceful fingers of her right hand. "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Romano." She was blushing a fragile color of pink...But that would be normal, right? She looked like the shy type. Kinda...carino...I sensed a small heat in my cheeks form as well, but I tried to give a straight, somewhat kindly smile.

"Hey, no need to be so formal," I said, sitting up so that we could see each other better. Looking at her while I was lying down was...urrr, weird. So I had to do something about that before I could carry on the conversation. "You can just call me Romano."

"O-Okay, Romano..." Lili spoke quietly, but still as amiable as before. The appealing sound of 'Romano' when she said it had much more of a soft-hearted tone then it usually did. She had the ability to change disgusting things into something pleasing in a matter of words. I wondered if she could do that to me.

Then there was a moment of silence. Not the awkward kind, but the 'moment' kind. When she looked up at me, we were quiet as we stared at each other. Into each other's eyes, to be exact. I examined her alluring-green irises as she observed my softened brown ones. Softened...I noticed, that whenever I gazed at Lili, I would feel more relaxed and at ease. She's a comfort for me. Her smile. Her eyes. Her voice. How could one be as perfect as her?

But I just met her. And I didn't want to rush things. Though I wanted to be with her already. 'It's one of those corny things that Spain calls 'love at first sight'...' I thought. 'But it's one-sided this time...isn't it?' Lili couldn't like me like that. I knew we could be friends. But not...like that. No one would ever love me. I wouldn't blame them. All my imperfections are a cursed inconvenience, dammit.

After what felt like minutes of staring into Lili's eyes, she finally moved her sight away from me again, back down at the grass. I did the same. But before looking down, I saw another blush on her face. It was more of a pinkish-reddish color. Did I embarrass her? I was probably being rude...Staring at someone for that long, without warning, must've been discomforting for her.

"Is...Is there anything else that you need, Lili?" I asked, trying to break the out of depth atmosphere. I could have made things worse, just not talking to her would've been an ill way to solve the problem.

Lili suddenly jolted up, blinking before she spoke. "Th-That's right, I have to go get some groceries for Bruder and I...We were running low on a few items...I'm sorry to have ruined your relaxation time, Romano..." She said apologetically.

"You don't have to apologize for anything," I stood up, and reached my hand down to her lower height so I could help her up. She took my offering, and, with a fine grip, stood up properly. "It was really nice meeting you, Lili." I felt my cheeks become warmer. Dammit! She giggled, which kind of made things more thwarting in my part. We both looked down, and saw that our hands were still connected, so we let go at the same time, looking the opposite direction from each other.

"U-Um," Lili timidly stuttered. "Romano...Um...Would you like to stop by for tea one day? I know I only met you today but..."

She shocked me. Even though it's just for tea...She invited me to her house. And we barely even know each other. I eagerly scratched the back of my head, nodding with a bigger smile on my face. "Yeah...I'd like that." Even though I hate tea. It's tasteless, bland, and...well, lacking in taste. But I couldn't reject a request like that from Lili...

Lili's smile became wider as she listened to my response. "Alright...Um, my address is on the envelope I gave you...What day are you good to visit?" She asked once more, her voice sounding excited.

"This whole week," I answered, crossing my arms. I never did have much to do. Veneziano and I didn't have any planned work to do for the week, no meetings or anything like that. Thank God we didn't. Or I'd be stuck with a bunch of paper work and shit like that...

"I see. So, um, is tomorrow afternoon at three o'clock...Is that okay?"

"Sure. Do you want me to bring anything?"

"Nein, you don't have to," She giggled once more at this.

"Eh, alright. I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Yes, u-um...well, Auf Wiedersehen, Romano...!" Lili started to walk away, and I watched her until she was just a tiny speck of maroon, for that was the color of the dress she wore. I then walked inside my house, sitting back on the couch, impatient for tomorrow afternoon, tea, and most of all, Lili.

Author's Note: Please review. The chapters will come much faster if you review my stories! I need to do better on Romano...I think I went totally OOC on him...Gah, I'm sorry, it's my first time with Romano. ; A ; Let's hope I do better in the next chapter. And yes. The date/day of the setting needed to be there.