You lucky bastard, another chapter and that within a week while on vacation. (Sorry lovitdesele) And a big thank you to all that read, review, follow, favorite and everything else. I don't know what I would do without your guys/girls.
For this chapter I'm using BOLD for a when a voice inside someone his head is speaking, you know like when you have an argument with yourself.
No? Alright an example, when you are in love but deny it.
You constantly tell yourself you don't like him but another voice (or yours) tells some of his good trades, or tells you how things really are, you are madly in love, tries to convince you.
Still not getting it? I guess you will just have read on being in the dark, or maybe you have read it in another story, don't know, I will be using it.
Normal '..' will still be someone his own thoughts.
For now BOLD will only be for this chapter, I still want to have an obvious option left for something special, but I might use it again, don't worry I will tell so in my A/N. (O god, I'm putting up spoilers, please don't kill me)
Disclaimer: WOW, I remembered it like 4 times in a row 0.0. No I don't own Hetalia.
"You have any idea why Austria is here?" Belgium asks while hanging up some clothes.
Antonio, Belgium and some maids are outside hanging up the clothes that they just washed.
"No, you?" the Spanish boy looks at the Belgium girl while hanging a white undershirt up.
"I have an idea, I just hope I'm wrong"
Antonio has a dreadful feeling in his stomach not liking it one bit "And that idea is?" 'Really smart Spain, you just want to torture her, don't you'
"It's probably about a war, with France or England I don't know" Belgium hangs up the last piece of clothes they have in the bucked.
'Ow, it about war alright' Antonio's moods drops with each word Belgium says, feelings of guilt washing over him.
"I just hope it ends soon, even Romano has started to feel anxious and I don't think I can handle any higher taxes" Belgium still has her usual expression but a little more thoughtful and upset.
'You will have to in a short while, and Romano feels anxious, perfect Spain you really did it this time' Antonio wants to help but knows he can't do a thing especially since he is the one who is doing all these things in a sense of way 'just wait a few years Spain, than you can say you fucked shit up. O wait you already can'
"Let's hope so" he looks to his right, avoiding her eyes at all costs.
They walk up to the other maids. "We're done with our share, need any more help here?" Belgium asks a maid with brown hair and hazel eyes. "No need for that, we'll be done soon too"
"Sure, see you guys in the kitchen" and with that the two nations walk back into the mansion. Belgium puts the bucked away, putting it next to the other ones before they leave for the kitchen.
Lovino returns home, avoiding the right wing for some strange reason he himself doesn't really know. Probably just because he doesn't want to see Austria.
He goes into the left wing hoping to find a quite spot to take a siesta.
"What the, ow forget it" Lovino arrives in what is supposed to be a study, now looking more like someone was in a hurry to find something and them left, like a thief.
To lazy or tired, how you wane see it, he walks over to a chairs and sits down in it, wanting to just have his siesta.
"Get up you, fannullone" Romano jumps onto Lovino who was sleeping peacefully a few seconds ago. [lazybones]
"Dammit, get of me pipsqueak" Lovino punches Romano of him while holding his stomach with his other hand.
"Get out of here you're in the way" Romano glares at his older version, angry he came into the study while he took a little break, which really wasn't that little.
"In the way of what?" Lovino doesn't move an inch from his spot glares just as hard back at his younger version.
"Cleaning" the younger one of the two barks back.
"Ha, you call this cleaning, it's a mess here" Lovino suddenly doesn't feel too good. He always had a foul mouth especially against annoying children, or a certain Spaniard, but he regrets saying that. He knows how much effort it costed himself to clean anything when he was little thanks to his illness.
"I haven't started yet" A big lie and both boys know it, the room was less of a mess before Romano can in.
"Whatever, I'm gone" the older Italian leaves the room with a grievous feeling eating at his conscious.
'Dammit, you just want to make him feel more worthless don't you' Lovino starts to walk faster feeling the need to get away from their as quickly as possible.
'Why don't you also just tell him that he isn't helping cleanup for piano freak, that nobody needs him' Lovino storms into the garden trying his hardest to ignore the voice in his head 'That nobody needs you' he stops dead in his trek 'No, no, that's not true'
'Really, I think we both know that that is a lie'
'No it's not, Spain needs me for example' Lovino tries to convince the voice in his head, but somewhere himself even more.
'Spain? Wha, don't make me laugh. Aren't you currently living with him?'
'I'm not anymore'
'Doesn't prove that Spain needs you'
Lovino is getting irritated, irritated that the voice is right.
'Veneziano needs me' Lovino immediately regrets thinking that.
'Veneziano, this is the best joke I have heard in years, why would he need you?'
'Because I'm his older brother'
'He didn't need you when he was living with Austria, or grandpa Rome. O and I almost forgot, he has Germany now'
That one hurts, bad.
'Not that any of that matters, we both know he is better at everything, better than you. Painting, trading, b-'
"SHUT UP" the Italian boy shouts out loud wanting to hear no more. He feels devastated, crushed, worthless, drained, but most of all unwanted.
'Ow but I was just getting to the good part'
'Didn't I tell you to SHUT THE FUCK UP'
'Yes, you did, but like I would listen to someone as pitiful as you'
Lovino can't take any more of it. "SHUT UP, shut up, just leave me alone"
'But where would the fun be in that?' the voice tands its owner.
Before Lovino can think/say anything back he is saved.
"Lovino?" or not.
Antonio and Belgium come walking around the corner finding a very wasted out Italian.
"Lovino, you okay?" Antonio walks up to Lovino worried for him.
"Leave me alone" Lovino slaps Antonio's out reaching hand away before walking away further into the garden.
"I think you should follow him" Belgium has a worried but determent look in her eyes.
"But what about-" Antonio tries to bring in, not wanting to leave her with all the chores, but he wants to go after Lovino as well.
"No buts. He needs you more than I do" Belgium gives Antonio one hard look, telling him clearly that if he dares to not go after Lovino his live will end in the near future.
"Thanks, Belgium" Antonio smiles a thankful but sorrowful smile, running into the direction where Lovino left.
Lovino has stopped running, too tired to do anything.
He sits down under a tree, he had run for a good while ending up in the forest behind the mansion.
A little bit away from Lovino is a Spanish boy searching for him.
'God, where did that boy run off to?' Antonio starts to feel tired, but also gets more worried with every minute that tikes by that he hasn't found his little tomato.
Antonio pulls a few branches out of the way spotting a familiar bunch of brown hair "Lovino, thank god there you are"
Lovino immediately tenses up 'that is just what I needed an oblivious, overjoyed Spain. Why the hell did he even come looking for me? Probably because he nothing better to do'
Antonio notices how tense Lovino is sitting next to him "Care to tell me what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, except for maybe your face" Lovino looks ready to break, barely holding up his attitude he's known for.
Antonio doesn't like seeing his tomato like this, deciding to do the best thing he can come up with, he warps his arms around Lovino giving him a hug. Not one like he gave in the kitchen this morning but a caring, supportful hug, holding Lovino protectively against him "It's okay, you can tell me, I'm here, I won't leave"
Antonio knows he broke though because Lovino start to shake slightly and he can feel his shirt getting wet.
"I'm here, it's okay" Antonio says trying to comfort Lovino.
They sit like that for a little while, Antonio holding Lovino while the other just lets it all out, quietly.
After some time Lovino has calmed down enough and composes himself. He sits up but not too far so that Antonio can still hold him "Spain"
"Yes?" Antonio has a caring but sad look on his face.
"Do you need me?" Lovino looks at his lap not looking up at Antonio, which now has a confused expression.
Antonio recovers quickly having back a caring, sad smile "of course I need you"
Lovino looks Antonio with disbelieve but hope in the eyes causing Antonio's smile to grow bigger, more caring, loving before taking him back into another hug.
Ow such a sad chapter.
I cried while writing it T.T
I hope I wrote it down right, writing it and reading it are quite different.
About that illness Romano had in his youth, I did not make that up. If you Google it up you can find it, and yes it is canon.
Sorry for all the mistakes, I hope you enjoyed it ^.^'
Please review, everything is welcome, even hate (if it is constructive) it keeps me going knowing people actually want to read it, yes idea are welcome to, very welcome actually.