I know my Netherland can seem a little OOC but I have multiple version of him. For the sake of the story I'm going for a more brotherly version of him, which is more protective and smiles more.
To help some confusions out of the world, whenever I only type Spain I mean the 'younger' version. Whenever I type 'older' Spain I still mean Antonio, but just plain old Spain is the one of 1526.
The same goes for little Romano and Lovino. If I write Romano I mean little Romano.
Disclaimer: as I said before I don't own Hetalia, if I did… Wait lets no go there ^.^'
Lovino tries to walk back to his room, but gets lost on the way 'Dammit, this house was already a maze when I lived here'
"Lovino, What are you doing here?" Belgium walks up to him from the right hall, holding what seems like a bucked full of clothes.
"Taking a look around" Lovino doesn't look Belgium in the eyes.
"You better get back to your room before Boss finds you" She smiles sweet but sly at him.
"Uh.. ya sure" he looks around trying to figure out where to go. 'Why the hell should I be scared of Spain? I mean what is the worst thing he could do, kick me out of the mansion?'
"You're lost, aren't you" she giggles
"Of course not" Lovino's face gets red from embarrassment.
"It's okay, I got lost all the time when I just started living here" Belgium smiles a cat smile at him as if she is playing with him "follow me"
"It's best if you stay here now, Romano will get you in the morning for breakfast" and with that Belgium leaves Lovino behind in front of his door.
'Guess I might as well get some sleep' Lovino opens the door going inside.
The room is pretty simple and plain. A bed in the left corner with a small nightstand next to it. Opposite of the door is a big window with nice wine colored curtains. At the right side is a dresser filled with some clothes and a pajama. Next to it is mirror.
Putting on the pajama's that were in the draw, Lovino troughs his own cloths in a corner of the room that is not occupied.
"Wake up, fannullone" [lazybones]
Outside of Lovino's room was someone knocking, or rather hammering, on his door.
Mind still foggy from the sleep, he gets out of bed.
'Why didn't I close the curtains before going to sleep!' Annoyed by the light he closes the curtain.
In the dresser are some clothes for him to put on.
Almost finished chancing, someone ones again hammers on his door "Bastard, I'm leaving"
Lovino doesn't really care and finishes changing
'Fuck, I don't know where the kitchen is from here' Running out of the room seeing nobody, he tries to remember which way to go. He looks left and right but to no avail, he has no idea with way to go.
Going right and at the end of the hall left, he sees a shadow on the wall just around the corner.
Lovino runs up to the shadow, turning the corner to find Belgium "Lovino, why aren't you with Romano?"
"That little bastard left me behind" Lovino start to walk next to her.
"That's Romano for you" she lightly giggles "Come on, I'll take you to the kitchen"
The two of them arrive at the kitchen to find a fuming Romano being hugged to dead by an over joyed Antonio.
"Let go of me, bastard" Romano tries to escape but is too weak. Lovino has a little pity on the young fellow.
"Where's Spain" Lovino looks around trying to spot the second tomato loving freak "And Netherland?"
"Spain is eating with his superiors, Austria is paying him a visit" Netherland walks into the kitchen before taking a seat to make himself some breakfast.
"Piano freak is here?" Romano looks up to him, stopping for a second to escape.
"Not yet, he will arrive later on the day" the blond puts some cheese on his bread.
"That why is the tomato-bastard eating with his superiors now?" he resumes in the fight to break free, getting a bit red from anger.
"I guess to discuss some things" Netherland puts the breath in his mouth taking a bite from it.
"Argg, Let go of me" Romano is still in Antonio his arms, not liking it one bit.
"But you're so cute, like a tomato" the Spanish boy has no intention of letting Romano go.
"Dammit, Bastard let go of Romano" Lovino walks up to the two, successfully rescuing Romano from Antonio.
"But Lovi~" Antonio looks heartbroken at him.
"It's Lovino" Lovino looks mad at Antonio, face red.
"So cute" Antonio stands up and hugs Lovino while poking his cheek.
"Let go of me" Lovino gets even redder trying to get Antonio of him, he doesn't really succeed but gets a better result that his smaller version.
"So lively" Belgium hums while eating her breakfast. She sits next to her brother while Romano takes a seat next to her around the corner.
"Belgium, Spain wants you to help the maids with their work" Netherland finishes his breakfast, putting his stuff in the sink.
"Sure" she cheerfully grabs another slice of bread humming some kind of song.
"Romano, we're asked to clean the mansion before Austria arrives" Romano huffs in response before Netherland continuous "you clean the upper floor and when you're finished with that, you can start on the left wing, I'll do the right wing and the rest"
'He really is so stupid to let little me clean when such important people come over, idota" Lovino is finally free from Antonio his hug and takes a seat opposite of Netherland while Antonio takes the seat next to him.
'Wait a minute, Austria and his men never come upstairs or go to the left wing. They always stay in the right wing, that weed-bastard, making it look like little me helps while he doesn't' Lovino doesn't know what to think about this new found information.
Netherland leaves the kitchen while the rest is still eating.
'What are you two planning on doing today?" Belgium asks with a cat smile.
"I'll help" The Spaniard answers gleefully in between bites.
"I don't need help" Romano barks at Antonio.
"I'll help with the cleaning" Lovino doesn't look Belgium in the eyes to embarrass turning a little red.
"Like hell, I don't need you" Romano glares at Lovino not liking how he acts around Belgium.
"Who said I was going to help you, pipsqueak" Both the Italians glare at each other, too the amusement of a Spaniard and Belgian.
"You like living here?" Antonio asks Belgium. They are currently underway to the well to get water to wash the clothes.
"Yes, I do, but I wish the taxes weren't that high" Belgium walks up to the well putting the buckets she was caring on the ground next to it.
"The taxes really are that high?" Antonio feels guilt picking at his heart, hoping that it's not as bad as he think it is.
"They are, but they have to be, because of the war" Belgium smiles a sort of bittersweet smile, clearly not liking the topic. Antonio feels really bad now, seeing how it makes her feel. He doesn't feel much better about thinking about the future because he knows he is going to hurt her even more. "I'm sorry Belgium"
"There is no need to be sorry, you didn't know" Belgium smiles her usual smile at him but he can see in her eyes that she is still sad. 'You have no idea. Belgium, I'm so sorry' Antonio smiles back at her putting up a mask of oblivious happiness, not showing his inner feelings of guilt.
'Maybe I shouldn't help him, I'll only be in the way' Lovino walks around with a broom, trying to find Netherland.
"You can't do this" A voice can be heard from the room to the right together with the sound of something, like a fist, hitting a table.
"I can and I will" a second voice can be heard, this voice is much calmer than the previous one, which sounded more outraged.
"I won't let you" the first voice can be heard again
A shrill laugh follows "Like you can stop me, with the condition you're in" the second voice is less calm and has a more mocking tone to it, spotting with the first one.
The first one doesn't answer besides the growling noise, realizing the position he is in. The second voice is right, he is in no condition to protect anyone from him, not that Lovino knows this.
Lovino is eavesdropping at the door trying to place the voices but it seems the argument has reached its end. Footsteps can be heard, walking away from the door Lovino is behind followed by a door being slammed shut, making Lovino jump in surprise 'What the fuck was that all about'
Lovino can hear some more shuffling of papers before a pair of footsteps can be heard walking toward him 'Fuck'
Lovino looks around him seeing a door to his left at the other side of the hall. Making a sprint to it, he jerks the door open and goes inside. Just when he closes the door he can hear another door open. He tries to listen to the footsteps hoping he won't come this way. Sadly he doesn't have such luck. The footsteps keep getting closes. Lovino can hear his own heartbeat in his ears.
The footsteps get closer and stop in from of the door Lovino stands behind. The Italian boy holds his breath, not liking the suspense one bit.
"Sir, the king asks for your presence" a different voice can be heard from the left, saving Lovino.
"Sure, I'm coming" footsteps can be heard going to the left. Lovino still holds his breath until he can't hear the footsteps anymore, letting out a big sigh 'That was close, too close'
Lovino takes a few minute to catch his breath before resuming in his search for Netherland.
This chapter is of the usual size again (at least I hope this is the usual size)
I apologize that I didn't update any sooner, believe I know how it feels.
But I think I'm going to disappoint you guys even more because I will not be updating for at least two weeks starting Saturday. I'm going on vacation with my family, and I'm not allowed to take my laptop with me T.T
No laptop means no updates, I will try to write the old school way (you know with paper and pen) but no promises.
Before I forget: Thanks again for the wonderful review, alerts and favorites ^.^