a.n: i dont own hetalia

Where The Heart Is

Chapter Four: Titles

It has been two weeks since Antonio fooled Romano into agreeing to go to the damned haunted mansion and, against his wishes, the creation of said place was running smoothly. No props have gone missing, broken, spontaneously combusted. No person that is working on it has done any of those things, either. Not that he was hoping physical pain on a person…much.

He and Matthew are good friends now and said boy was going to be joining him, Antonio, and the others to the haunted house. He also gets along with Kiku and that creepy Nate guy, just as long as he doesn't mention Antonio near him. Speaking of creepy giants, Nate was heading up to him right now. "Have you seen Kiku?" Nate asks and Romano shrugs. "He's probably off with my brother and his…and Ludwig." The tall teen nods and heads off as Matthew comes over to him, beaming.

"Romano~! Romano~!" Matthew coos and Romano twitches. "Cut that out, you sound like Antonio or Feliciano…" The blonde nods, giggling. "What the hell are you so happy about, anyways?" Romano asks and Matthew beams at him. "Gilbert said he wanted to come to the haunted mansion with us! He is coming, Romano! I can use the scary things as an excuse to cling to him!" Matthew exclaims before sitting down next to Romano. "I'm so happy~!"

Romano rolls his eyes. "I see that…" Matthew sighs dreamily before pulling out a lunch. "Gilbert made me lunch this morning, to~! Can today get any better!" Romano snickers a little. "I don't know…can you sound anymore like a teenage girl?" Matthew twitches and flips the boy off. "You're just angry because you got tricked into going to the haunted mansion by Antonio." "Shut up." Romano commands before they both go to eating their lunches.

After school:

After dropping off his brothers at their houses, Romano heads off to his. Since he was dragged into staying after to help with the damned mansion it is now dark so when he gets home it's no surprise when he's practically pounced on by a worried Spaniard. "Lovi~! LOOOVVVVIIIII! I WAS SO WORRIED! YOU DIDN'T EVEN CALL! WHY! LOOOVVVIIII~!" Antonio whines and Romano groans, trying to push him off. "C-calm down, damnit! I stayed late with Feliciano and everyone to work on that damned haunted mansion. Then I had to drop them all off."

The Spaniard looks at Romano sadly. "You could have called…" "With what? I don't have a cell phone…and neither did anyone else. And strangely enough I haven't quite mastered telepathy yet." Romano answers in annoyance as he finally manages to pry the man off of him. "Hm…I see…you're right. You need a cell phone…" Antonio nods to himself before heading over to grab his keys off the table. "Come on, Lovi. We're eating out tonight." Romano looks at him confused.

"Are you crazy! I've been working since 2:30 on that damned mansion! That's four and a half hours! I just want to shower and sit down on the couch!" Antonio shakes his head no. "It's Friday, sleep tomorrow. And I would have dinner ready for you if I wasn't preoccupied with worry!" Romano groans and grabs his coat again. "Fine, we'll go out to dinner…" "Yay! It's a date!" Antonio exclaims before the house falls into an eerie silence.

"A...what?" Romano asks and Antonio laughs nervously. "It's just a saying, Lovi! L-lets go then…?" Before the teen can protest, Antonio grabs his wrist and drags him out to the car. "It's not a date." Romano points out as he buckles up. "I know that, Lovi! Don't worry, I would never ask you on a date~!" Antonio says and Romano stiffens up a little. "A-ah! I didn't mean it like that! I meant I would never ask because I know you wouldn't want to! AH! N-not that I want to! AGH! N-not that you aren't-!" "Just shut up, idiot…" Romano groans and Antonio nods, driving the rest of the way in silence.

Dinner:

Antonio leads Romano to a booth next to a window in a beautiful Spanish restaurant. "…I choose to believe this is still not a date…but you're making it more and more difficult…" Romano says as he stares at the vase of roses between them on the table. "I know it has a romantic atmosphere…but it is a Spanish restaurant~! It's my favorite to! So please don't get mad at me!" Antonio pleads and Romano looks away pouting. "I didn't say I was mad…idiot."

Romano notices a man coming towards them in a chef outfit. "Ah! Toni! How nice to see you again! And who is this?" The man asks sweetly, looking over to Romano. "This is my Lovi~!" Antonio coos and Romano twitches. "Ah, Romano. It's nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you." The man says, smiling brightly at the now very confused Romano. "Well, I must go back to the kitchen. Have a nice night." "Si~!" Antonio waves enthusiastically and Romano waves, completely lost.

"Who is he and how does he know my name…?" Romano asks and Antonio smiles at him. "That's right! I never told you! I am a vegetable farmer, Lovi~! All the vegetables here are grown in our backyard! Well…also a large garden a few blocks away…but! That's not the point! I specialize in tomatoes so most of my customers are Spanish restaurants and Italian restaurants!" Antonio explains and Romano eyes him annoyed. "So you're a tomato bastard…" "E-Eh!"

"Hello, what can I get you two tonight~?" The waitress asks sweetly, oblivious to the glare Romano is sending the now nervous Antonio.

After dinner:

Romano yawns and throws his coat over a chair in the kitchen before plopping down on the couch. "So did you like it~?" Antonio asks and Romano frowns, blushing slightly. "It…was good…" "And the vegetables?" "Th-they're no different than the ones in your garden…." Romano mumbles and Antonio grins. "You mean the vegetables you are constantly eating?" "…Tomato bastard."

Antonio pouts and sits next to the boy. "Is that really gonna stick?" "You're damn right it's gonna stick. It's your new name, tomato bastard." Romano says and lays his feet on the Spaniard's lap. "But Lovi~!" Antonio whines, poking at the boy's toes. "D-don't-!" Romano gasps, a small laugh escaping his lips and Antonio eyes him with an evil smirk. "Ohhh? Lovi's feet are ticklish…?"

The teen looks in fear as Antonio reaches down to his foot, running a finger down it. "S-STOP, DAMNIT!" Romano squeaks and Antonio ignores him, poking and tickling the boy's feet. "N-NNNNOOOOOOO!" The teen screams, squirming to get free of Antonio. "Ah…but Lovi~! We're having so much fun~!" The Spaniard coos before getting kicked in the face by a flushed Italian.

"PERVERT!" Romano screams and Antonio looks at him confused. "How is that perverted? I was just tickling you…it's not like it turned you on…right?" Antonio asks, blushing, and Romano flips him off. "FUCK YOU! I did NOT get turned on you damned pervert! And tickling me makes you perverted because you were touching me! YOU DON'T TOUCH ME!" Romano exclaims and Antonio sighs.

"You're still uncomfortable with physical contact? Your brothers get all over you, hell, Marcello's little boyfriend Peter does to. Shouldn't you be over it by now?" Antonio asks, a hint of jealousy in his voice that goes unnoticed by Romano. "I...you…it's…it's different…with my brothers…and Peter is like a brother as well." Romano mumbles and Antonio sighs. "If Peter is like a brother, can't I be like a brother?" Antonio whispers under his breath and Romano looks at him in shock.

"Y-you…want to be…?" "N-no, Lovi! I would never dream of-!" Romano cuts him off by awkwardly putting his hand on the man's head. "…What are you doing, Lovi…?" Antonio asks and Romano blushes deeply. "I-I'm patting you on the head, idiot! Like I do with Peter! I-I don't…see…you as a brother, though…" Romano mumbles and Antonio frowns before the boy quickly adds to it. "You are more of a…um…a…w-well I don't know what you are to me! But it's more…er…less…er…equal to…? I-I DON'T KNOW, DAMNIT! But I don't hate you!"

Antonio looks at Romano for a moment before he smiles brightly at the boy. Alarmingly bright. "You're so cute, Lovi~!" He coos before taking the boy's hand off his head and pulling him into a hug. Romano blushes and punches the man in the gut before standing back up, face bright red. "You know what…I know what you are to me…" Antonio looks at him happily, ignoring the pain in his stomach. "Oh? What is that?"

Romano blushes deeper and looks at the floor in annoyance. "You're the tomato bastard! I have my brothers, my surrogate-brother, my friends, the banes of my existence, and my tomato bastard. Now quit whining, don't ever mention this again, and I'm going to bed!" Antonio stares at the boy speechless as he stomps upstairs.

Next day:

Romano wakes up and looks at the clock. It's noon. He groans and buries his head in his pillow. "Why did I say that…? That's so…so…" "LOOOVVVIIIII~! PHHHOOOOOOONNNNNNNE!" Antonio calls and Romano groans again, deciding he hates whoever is on the phone. "I'm coming you damned tomato bastard!" Romano calls back before throwing on a shirt and going downstairs.

The teen send a nasty glare to Antonio for good measure before yanking the phone from his hand. "Yes?" "HEY ROMANO! WHAT'S UP!" Matthew asks from the other side and Romano sighs. "Nothing…er…well…what are you doing today?" "NOTHING…YOU DID SOMETHING, DIDN'T YOU?" The blonde teen asks, the smirk on his face evident in his voice. "Shut up." "HMM? Well, at any rate come down to the school to help us out." "Ok." "OK, SEE YA THERE! TELL ME ALL ABOUT YOUR MISTAKE WHEN YOU ARRIVE." Romano twitches. "Don't sound so happy, jerk." Matthew snickers before they both hang up.

"I'm going out." Romano says and Antonio nods. "Be back by…ten. Or check in before then. I'm not having another heart attack." Antonio says and Romano rolls his eyes. "You sound like a mom…tomato bastard…"

School:

Romano looks around wearily as he paints a gravestone. "What's wrong, Romano?" Matthew asks and Romano groans. "…Someone is gonna do something evil…I can feel it…" "Hmm? Who would possibly try to scare yo-er…what evil thing would they do?" The blonde asks and Romano glares at him. "I don't know…you tell me." Matthew laughs nervously before walking to the other side of the room to work on an electronic zombie with Kiku.

Romano begins to relax a little after a few hours of painting gravestones and bloody walls. Yes, that can be relaxing. He goes to do some finishing touches on a decapitated head when he hears Feliciano scream. "Feliciano!" Romano yells and dashes down the hall to the room his brother is in with Ludwig, Matthew, and Kiku.

The four of them are staring at something on the other end of the room. Romano can't tell what it is but he can tell it's dark, big, and moving. "Wh-wh-wh-WHAT IS THAT!" He screams in horror, clinging onto Matthew. "I-I don't know, Romano!" Matthew exclaims, hugging the smaller boy. "Get rid of it! GET RID OF IT!" Romano cries as it comes closer. "We don't know how!" Feliciano exclaims as Antonio enters the room and the mysterious thing reaches Romano's foot.

"CH-CHIGIIIII!" Romano yells and runs into a smirking Antonio's arms. "Hello Lovi~!" The older man coos and the boy clings to him. "DAMNIT YOU STUPID TOMATO BASTARD! THERE'S A MONSTER IN HERE! SAVE EVERYONE! And if you have to sacrifice someone, don't hesitate to leave Ludwig…" Romano whispers to an amused Antonio. "Ohhh? A monster? Well, I don't like Nate…but I wouldn't call him a monster…" Antonio says, pointing over to the 'monster'.

Romano looks behind him to see Nate taking off some strange fabric with an annoyed look. "What the hell is that Spanish son of a bitch doing here? That wasn't part of the plan." Kiku smiles at him. "Antonio isn't harming anyone." Nate blushes and looks away. "I guess you're right…" "Ohh maaannnn! Romano you are hilarious!" Matthew exclaims and Feliciano nods, laughing with the blonde.

Romano stares at the other teens, his left eye twitching and the hand still clutching Antonio's shirt turning into a fist. "You…evil….SONS OF BITCHES! DAMNIT! YOU ALL SUCK SO HARD!" "We couldn't help it, Romano! You are just adorable when you're afraid!" Matthew teases and Romano twitches. "I HATE YOU GUYS SO MUCH! JUST YOU WAIT TIL I GET YOU BACK!" Romano yells, a strange and play-full smirk coming to his face.

The other teens laugh, except Nate who is busy exchanging glares with Antonio. "We look forward to seeing it!" Romano flips them all off before going towards them. "We're going home for the night, Lovi." Antonio says, grabbing the collar of the boy's shirt. "Eh? It isn't ten yet, tomato bastard! Learn to read a clock!" Romano yells and Antonio laughs a little.

"We have a guest to entertain tonight, Lovi~!" Antonio coos as he drags the boy down the school's hallways. "And just WHO the hell is that! Another family member I don't know about?" The teen asks in annoyance as he tries to steady his steps and catch up to the Spaniard's speed. "Yes…we have to see your uncle." Antonio says, a strangely dark look spreading over his face.

a/n: ugh...i shouldnt write when i'm sick...stupid weather brigning about sstupid colds that are stupid and full of fail. *sigh* oh well...at least i'm better now. YAY DRUGS!