I'm soorrrrrryyy Dx! I think I made Japan OOC, seriously when I first wrote this chapter I had to majorly edit his character, it was THAT bad... Hopefully it's better now though. Sorry if it isn't though. -Please tell me through PM if he is though (please not through reviews, that could get embarrassing to me, yet the one asking if they were already together I expected somehow...), and I'll fix it-
Chapter VI
"Oi, Lovino!" Francis called from across the room. Lovino was still zoned out, yet he was unconsciously making pasta. "OI!" Lovino jumped up and accidently cut the tomato completely wrong.
"Dammit..." He muttered. "What the fuck do you want?"
"Come over here!"
"Hell no!"
"I can explain everything to you~" Francis taunted, waving a dead fish in the air.
Lovino's eyes shot over to him terrified, horrified, and shocked. He had to walk over there, since they would probably know Antonio's inner thoughts, but at what cost? His soul no doubt. He unwillingly pushed his chair in and walked over to their table.
Gilbert, Francis, Elizabeta, and Kiku were circled around their table making various foods from around the world, and beckoned him closer. They, except for Kiku who was rolling dough intently, flashed him their scariest smiles when he got within grabbing distance. Gilbert acted on the mood and slung his arm around Lovino's shoulders, forcing him to walk the rest of the way.
"Let the awesome me give you all of the advice you need." He grinned devilishly at Lovino and successfully pissed him off.
"Get off," And when Gilbert didn't, he shoved him away. "Do NOT touch me, EVER."
"What if Antonio did?..." Kiku muttered, not even bothering to look up from his dish. Not one glance.
Lovino was taken aback by the questions, and accidently let the answer slip out on his face.
Kiku looked up and blinked. "Ah." Elizabeta tried to fangirl as loud as possible, but Francis threw his hand over her mouth and held her tight.
Francis was just barely able to control Elizabeta while he spoke, "This could go in one of two different ways, Antonio will either accept you or reject you. But it would probably help if you knew a little more about him, agreed?" Lovino bit his lip and nodded. "Good."
Elizabeta finally got out of Francis' grip, via frying pan, with a triumphant smirk on her face. "Sir Francy-Pants, take it away."
"Thank you mon ami." Francis shot her an annoyed glare while rubbing his head and stood back up. "Antonio has a...well...from what I know of, obsessive personality. There was this one time where someone mocked you behind your back and within seconds he was pinned against the locker getting a death speech from Antonio. I had never seen him that angry..." Francis shivered. "Si effrayant...si effrayant..."
Lovino was even more shocked by what he heard. Antonio hurt someone for him? Did that mean that he...he really liked him? He started having butterflies grow in his stomach, and ever so slowly.
They were all talking to each other about the two paths that the tomato lovers could take, but to Lovino they were just distant whispers. He was just so happy, like if he was drunk.
"So it could all happen by lunch?" Elizabeta asked.
Kiku nodded. "Hai. That would be the earliest if possible though."
"When would the action happen?" She had a huge gleam in her eyes, almost stereotypical anime like.
"They live close to each other, so possibly tonight. But they will be home Elizabeta-chan, do not disturb them in their natural habitat." He placed his finger over his mouth.
"Hmmph."
"No need to pout, they will in public eventually~." Francis patted her back encouragingly. "Here." He whispered and handed her a camera case behind her back. "Get us all pictures, and shhh my maman doesn't know about this camera!" She looked surprised, but whispered about gratitude to him...
"Anything you'd like to share over in that loser corner?" Gilbert scoffed. Lovino, Elizabeta, and Francis all snapped their heads in perfect sync to his general direction. "Never mind!" He threw his hands up into the air.
"Gilbert-san, please calm down and Francis-san, here." Kiku threw a memory card over the table. 128 GB. They both jumped. Damn, he IS ninja.
[1] Francis Bonnefoy - France
[2] Elizabeta Héderváry - Hungary
[3] Honda Kiku - Japan *last name first*
[4] Mon ami - My friend
[5] Si effrayant - So scary
[6] Hai - Yes
[7] Maman - Childish word for Mom
[8] 128 GB Memory card - actually the largest one that SanDisk sells
Sorry if they are somewhat short, like I said before, they seem longer when I look at them tabletified :/