Guten tag everyone! Thanks for all of the reviews; I love hearing that you guys are enjoying my story, such a confidence booster! Anyways, without further ado, here's the next chapter :3

(*Le time skip*)

Lovina swore loudly as she tripped on an uplifted root and face planted onto the freshly fallen snow. It's not like she had super eyesight or anything helpful like that when it came to sneaking around the woods in the dark. Rolling onto her back, she realized that her camera had fallen when she met with the harsh ground. She sprung up and started feeling around for her metal companion. All the while snow numbing her fingers.

Why the hell couldn't she get a decent shot of the stupid thing?

Months had passed since Lovina and her sister had transferred to Gakuen Academy, and it was now mid-December. She had given up on trying to figure out what that annoying American had said to her earlier in the year, and decided to focus on school.

She was in the middle of finishing up her photography project; to capture nature in its prime. So, being the smart gal that she was, she decided to take pictures of animals and nature during the night. And better yet, in the flippin' winter. She figured that it would be enough; people rarely saw the creatures and surroundings when it was dark out.

She heard someone bend down and stand back up, their winter jacket crinkling as they did so.

"Looking for this?" she found herself patting brown hiking boots in her desperate search for her precious camera. The stupid thing cost an entire summer allowance. She wasn't planning on parting ways so soon. She craned her neck to find a familiar smile as white as the snow that was currently prickling her skin.

Antonio stood casually, her camera in hand. The grin never faltering as her heart skipped like the rabbit that had ran from her earlier. He had that way about him. Making Lovina's whole world stop just at the worst moments. She scowled trying to clear her head of the annoying thoughts that bombarded her.

Snatching the cold object out of his gloved hand, Lovina scoffed, "Come to bother me again?"

His smile widened, she wondered if it was even possible without his cheeks splitting. "It's not called bothering if the person doesn't mind the company." her face heated as he stretched a hand out to help her to her feet.

Swatting it away, Lovina hopped out of her crouched position and began rubbing the lens of her soaked camera. Great, she was going to have to blow dry it when she got back to her room. Another night without any sleep is just what she needed. Not to mention Bella and Maddie would probably throw her out of their dorm because of the noise, so she would have to make a trip to the shared bathrooms.

Antonio chuckled lightly, "Cheery as always I see." she shot him an annoyed glance as she turned over her camera, trying not to make eye contact with the Spaniard. Because if she did, she was afraid of what might happen.

Her feelings towards Antonio became apparent throughout the months of bickering and teasing. He would always know the right things to say in order to make her agitated or flustered. She would steal glances every now and then during their class together, or at lunch. She admired him from afar, wanting to be as carefree and laid back as he was.

Bottom line; Lovina had fallen for him hard, and she regretted it. She couldn't understand why he was making her feel so...not like herself. Every time she was near him, her heart would nearly beat out of her chest. Her face would get all red and she resorted to hiding her herself. Hiding her feelings.

She knew that if she told him how she felt, he would just reject her. Like every other girl he turned down when they confessed to him whenever he was out and about in the small Canadian town. He wouldn't want to be with someone like her anyways. She was so different from all the other girls; she didn't deserve someone as light hearted as he was.

He deserved someone like her sister…they always wanted her instead of Lovina.

"Screw off, don't just think you can get something out of me because of where we are." she played with her camera, "so just give up and find some other girl to harass..." she unslung her bag from a nearby branch and began to walk back the way she had come, dizzy from how he was watching her. She left him standing staring at her back.

Boots slushing in the weak snow; she didn't realize the other's footsteps following her as she trudged on down the path.

Before she knew it, Antonio had grabbed her arm firmly and twisted her around to face him. She let out a tiny yelp of shock, trying to balance herself from the sudden change in pace. Glaring up into his green eyes, she couldn't find her sanity while he was looking at her like that. He had her back pinned to one of the thick tree trunks.

"Let go of me! Who do you think you are bastard?!" his grip loosened a bit, but he still held onto her winter jacket steadily. Her breathing hitched once she noticed his piercing eyes through the silent night, they were burning into her own. Little clouds started to form from their breathing.

"Do you really think..." he sounded bothered as he continued, "that I would be trying this hard to be with you for this long, in order to force myself onto you in the end?" his eyes looked pained yet calm. She wouldn't be surprised if he had pinned down a couple girls just like this. Lovina refused to be one of his helpless fans, even if her conscience fought against it.

But just looking at how he was trying to get her attention, there must be something he wanted to tell her. He was always seeking her out when she was by herself walking around campus, or when she was in the Italian restaurant in town. Wherever she went, she would always see him close by. It would always end the same though; she would turn down his invitations or just ignore his presence completely. She didn't know why she was acting that way towards someone like him.

Not getting a response, he sighed, "Do you really not like me that much? Do you truly not remember anything?" she was confused and heated because of his closeness. Did he not understand how he made her feel whenever he was this close? Not being able to function right isn't the greatest feeling.

His dark messy hair was slightly dampened by the snow that had just started to fall. Her blush reached her ears as she tried to find something to say, anything to throw back at him.

Mumbling, she tried to hide her face, "What do you want from me?" he was so close she couldn't handle it…"Why am I supposed to remember something that I obviously can't?"

Antonio would always come up to her and ask the same question, 'Hola Lovi, have you remembered yet?' he would end it with a cheerful laugh that sent pangs of butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She thought he was just fooling around. But by the look on his face, this time he was being serious.

Clearly upset, he leaned back to watch her a moment. She had never seen him like this. And she didn't like the way he was forcing her to try and understand what he was saying.

His face was red as he let go of her and shoved his hands into his pockets. She figured it was from how cold it was outside. He started to fiddle with a dead stump by his boot. Straightening up, but staying planted, Lovina watched as he contemplated.

"It's nothing…nothing..." he turned to leave the opposite way before slowly swinging his head back, "you'll figure it out sooner or later, mi corazon." That line again. Alfred had used it to redirect her question months ago about why she was being talked about. He continued down the frozen path, while she watched. She wanted desperately to reach out and just give in, but she knew where that would lead her.

She didn't want him to leave. Lovina wanted the total opposite of everything she was doing. She wanted him to hold her; to feel warm and safe. Comforted.

She wanted to be loved.

*~O~*

Dragging her tired body back to the dorm room, Lovina was thinking about everything that had happened. And how sad Antonio looked.

She was finished drying her sopping wet camera, thanks to the stupid rabbit running away, she had to find a way to buy a new lens.

Antonio was so confusing, what was it he wanted her to remember? Surely they hadn't met before running into each other on the plane. Lovina would not have forgotten those pure green eyes of his. Or the way his laugh sent chills right through her.

Trying to shake it off, Lovina stomped her boots onto the mat placed in front of the door that had Bella's, Maddie's and her own name etched onto the white board that hung from a tack. Sliding her heavy boots off, she turned the door knob and entered their quiet, dark room. Hearing Maddie's soft breathing and Bella's loud snores, she crept to the bathroom to change into her pajamas.

Sliding into her warm bed, Lovina laid there for a good half an hour before she fell asleep. Her head full of unanswered questions and pictures of Antonio.

…

Lovina opened her eyes not to her usual ceiling, but a bright blue sky dotted with fluffy white clouds. Looking around, she realized that she was in the same dream she had been stuck in every night since the beginning of her transfer to Gakuen.

She was surrounded by a field of plump red tomatoes. Wanting badly to reach out and grab one, she was stopped by the sudden sense of eyes watching her. Knowing that when she turned there wouldn't be anyone there, she spun around quickly. And to her surprise, someone was there. A little boy stood in the grass across from her. He looked exactly like…

…who did he look like?

The boy had green eyes and tanned skin with wavy brown hair. He was wearing a red tank top and khaki shorts. He glanced at her plainly, as if she wasn't there. The little boy looked no older than four, his face still round and chubby.

This wasn't how her dream usually went. She would be stuck in a tomato bush, staring at an awkward couple. The boy resembled the man that she was used to seeing with the girl that looked like her, talking near a bush of tomatoes in her past dreams. The man wore the same outfit as the little boy.

It would always end the same way too, the girl saying something while she played with her hands, and then looking up fast to the man she was standing next to. Her face as red as the tomatoes that encircled them. But when Lovina turned around to see if they were there, no one was in sight.

"Señorita, what are ya lookin' at?" the cute little boy slurred in his slight Spanish accent; making her jump a little. He was now staring at her with wide eyes, his messy hair falling just below his eyebrows. She looked across to him with a slight pang of recognition. She had seen this boy from somewhere; he looked and sounded so familiar.

Lovina started to walk towards the little boy, not stopping until she knelt slowly in order to meet him face to face. The boy was still staring at her with those big confused emerald eyes. She squinted trying to find a name for the face.

The boy broke out in a huge smile and started giggling, he was so damn cute, "Your face looks like m'amiga's miss."

"Is that so?" Lovina smiled warmly, she loved kids. Regardless of what others said about her attitude, she was never the same with children. They were so innocent and sweet. No one could get mad at a little bambino. They never judged you.

He nodded his head, "Do ya wanna meet her?" he held out his tiny tanned hand to help her to her feet. The gesture feeling all too familiar as she took his warm hand in hers, she accepted.

The boy smiled and started to guide her through the rows of tomatoes until he abruptly stopped. Lovina almost tripped over him, being only up to below her mid-thigh.

He looked up to Lovina and put an index finger over his mouth in a 'be-quiet' gesture. Lovina smiled and nodded her head, watching as the boy let go of her hand and tiptoed over to a near-by bush. He signaled her over with a hand patting the ground next to him.

Lovina walked over and knelt on the grass where his hand was. Making sure that her dress didn't crumple, she let it flow around her. The boy cupped his chubby hands and brought them to her ear.

"She's pickin' tomatoes over there," he pointed over the bush towards a little hand woven basket filled with big red fruits. Lovina looked around not seeing anyone. She glanced down to the boy who rose from sitting, "Lina?"

Just as he called out, a small girl popped out from behind a bush and scared the little boy. She was wearing a sun hat and small dress.

"Boo~!" the girl giggled as she hugged the boy, "Tonio! I founded the biggest 'mato!" the petite girl was smaller than the boy and probably younger by the looks of it. She wasn't aware of Lovina kneeling beside him. The boy grew red in the face and stepped back a few feet, his eyes wide.

The little girl brushed it off and grabbed the tomato at her feet, "Here! I picked it for ya!" she trilled in a slight Italian accent shoving the red fruit into the boy's hands and smiling brightly. The whole scene felt way too familiar for Lovina to comprehend.

She had seen this happen before. Feltthis happen before. She watched wearily as the boy named Tonio, and girl Lina started picking more of the red orbs. She smiled at how ridiculous their names were.

"Lovinnnnaaa~!" a loud male voice boomed from somewhere out in the field. Lovina twitched as she heard the voice of her Nonno belting her name. The little girl and Lovina popped their heads up at the same time. Confused, Lovina watched as Lina pushed herself off of the ground and swung her tiny head back and forth.

"Nonno?" Lina called.

Lovina stiffened at what was happening, her smiling sliding off of her face immediately.

No….no, no, no. This is not right. That was her Nonno that was calling her name, not the little girl's. What was her name again? Lina? Yeah, not Lovina.

"What's your name?" Lovina was standing now, looking down to the girl who had just realized her presence. The tiny girl backed up and walked around to the boys back.

"Lovina…." She mumbled quietly.

Lovina's head started to spin. Why did this damn feel so real? Like it had happened before? She shot her head to the little boy, not even wanting to know his name…because she had a feeling.

"And my name is Antonio!" the boy shouted pointing to himself, smiling widely. "Whas your name?" the two kids stared up to Lovina wonderingly.

"It's umm…" Lovina had to get out of here, she didn't like what was going on, "uhh…sorry…but I have to…go" she turned to walk back through the field.

She didn't turn to realize that the two kids were smiling and waving at her back.

…

"Do you think she remembers us now, Tonio?" the little girl jumped up and twirled around, the boy was watching Lovina walk away.

"I know for a fact that she remembers us Lina."

…

Head spinning, Lovina walked until she couldn't see the kids anymore. She knew why this dream had felt so damn real. But how could she have forgotten?

She was too young, that's why. She was only about four when all of this happened. Lovina could barely remember what she had for dinner the other day, how was she supposed to remember something like this?

Better yet, why was her body making her remember?

…

Lovina found herself sweating as she sprung awake from sleep. Snapping her head around, she found that she was back in her bed, in her room. She looked to the window next her; frozen shut because of how cold the nights were getting. The sky was a pleasant orange-blue, signaling it was probably only a couple hours had passed since she dragged herself to the room.

That dream….why did she have it? It's not like she needed to remember something from so long ago. Breathing heavily, she rubbed her head tiredly. God how she longed for a decent night's rest; one that didn't involve that damn bastard Antonio.

Her eyes widened as she realized what she was thinking.

'Antonio…'

That cute little boy in her dream popped into her head. He had also said that his name was Antonio. It could as well just be a coincidence. There were a lot of people with that name, sure. But she knew that wasn't the truth, she knew exactly what was going on.

Finding that she wasn't going to be falling asleep anytime soon, Lovina threw the warm covers off and stalked to the bathroom. She needed to relax, her situation wasn't that bad. She had only been ignoring her childhood friend and making him hurt.

Almost to the bathroom, she was stopped as she heard her cellphone buzzing at her desk. Cursing under her breath, she was not in the mood for a nice chit chat. If it was Feli calling to talk about her date with Ludwig last night, she might just flip her shit.

Lovina had agreed for Ludwig and Feli to date. She had to admit; Ludwig wasn't that bad once she talked to him about him seeing her sister. Lovina was jealous of the way he looked at her sister with amusement and love. She wanted someone to look at her that way, hold her the way Ludwig did Feli. They were perfect together, he was strict and unemotional at times while Felicianna was sweet and caring and goofy. They filled each other's holes.

Lovina scrambled to the vibrating phone and glanced to the caller ID. Surprisingly it wasn't Feli, but her father…

"Si?" Lovina answered emotionlessly, not in the mood to be stressed over the phone with her Papa. Seriously, what was he calling for this early? He was probably up from drinking expensive wines and drunk called her.

"Lovina?" he father's deep Italian accent seemed warmer somehow, like that could even be possible. He probably wanted something from her.

"Yes Papa, what do you want?" Lovina could hear other voices in the background, one was a female, and the other was another deep man's. He was in a meeting, that's why he seemed so calm and 'considerate' over the phone. Of course, he has to make a good impression on how he is such a loving father.

"I need you to go to a meeting for me, can you do that?" Lovina was done with running around for her Papa. She wasn't his owl for overseas business meetings. But she didn't feel like fighting with him over the phone so she gave in. Since it was the beginning of Christmas vacation, she had more free time, what was one afternoon going to do?

"I think I can manage," she replied, "just give me a time and place." Wanting to get off the phone and return to her life, she grabbed a pad of paper from one of her desk drawers and a pen. She heard her father tell the people in the background that she agreed, and that she was looking forward to the meeting.

Why would he be telling them now? It was unlike her father to be acting nicely to his clients. She shrugged it off.

"Alright Lovina," he was back to his fake father voice, "You are going to go to a small Italian restaurant called Vivoli in downtown Toronto. It shouldn't be that far from where you are staying," he paused to ask a couple questions. "It's in the heart of Little Italy, on College Street. You will meet at noon, dress casually. You get everything?" Lovina was scribbling on her pad.

"Yeah I did." Thank god it was Italian; she hoped there would be pizza there. Not really looking forward to the meeting, she grumbled a short goodbye and ended the call. Lovina was so fed up with him telling her what to do even when they were so far apart. She couldn't wait until her eighteenth birthday.

Slumping back to the bathroom, she hopped into the shower. All the while trying to figure out how she was going to ruin her father's meeting this Saturday.

*~O~*

Okay so super long chapter :) have you guys figured out what kind of meeting Lovina will be going on? If you have, congrats to you my friend! Thanks for all of the reviews, I love getting feedback from you guys. I will update sometime at the end of this week, I'll be pretty busy with pre-season for Varsity swimming stuff, so the following chapters will most likely be longer. By mein readers!