Ohmigosh my pretties I am so sorry I am such a bad author I can't concentrate on any one task for long periods of time! Anyhoo, I really appreciate the positive feedback and everything! I freaking love the world! Especially the parts of the world who review this story! It makes me feel so loved! Okay, story time!
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Germany paced back and forth in the kitchen, furious. This was the third Wednesday in a row that Italy hadn't been home for lunch, even after Germany specifically told him to come home to help him make a nice lunch for Japan for once. Germany had absolutely no idea why Italy was never home on Wednesdays, but he resolved to get to the bottom of it.
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"Wow, Feli, you sure do know a lot of Italian restaurants! I really wish there were this many pancake houses in the area!" Matthew glanced at the Italian, then, as their eyes met, quickly looked out the window, blushing faintly. Feliciano smiled secretly to himself and began rambling on about good gelato shops and if maybe Matthew would like to go for some after lunch? Matthew nodded along, letting the rapid-fire chatter wash over him like ocean waves. Looking past their reflection in the glass, Matthew pondered his relationship with Feliciano. Watching happy couples drift through the rain under umbrellas, Matthew entertained the notion of asking Feli to be his boyfriend. Maybe next week, he decided.
Matthew was brought quite suddenly back to earth by Feli softly calling his name, so of course he answered smartly.
"Huh?" Mentally beating himself around the head, it took him a moment to realize that he had sparked a bout of giggling from Feliciano.
"That was quite the intelligent remark," he said between breaths. After a moment, Matthew joined in the laughter too. They laughed for what seemed like ages, falling over their plates, until suddenly they were almost touching noses. The laughter abruptly stopped. Then, ever so slowly, Feliciano leaned in until they were kissing, just a light kiss, but the kind that quickly escalates. Matthew leaned into the kiss, and soon they were making out. But too soon, they had to part for breath, and the amused waitress came over to collect the check. As they left, Matthew had just one parting thought: Okay, maybe sooner.
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Outside, a slightly less-than-happy couple walked through the rain.
"Antonio, bastardo, why the fuck didn't you bring the fucking umbrella? You knew it was going to rain!"
"Aww, Lovi, you're so adorable when you're angry! I just want to hug you, mio tomatito!"
"What the fuck?! Don't hug me in public!"
"Like I said! Adorable!"
"Stop it! "
Antonio released him from the hug.
"So, Lovi, would you like to get a bite to eat?" Antonio gestured to a little Italian restaurant across the street. Lovino sighed and nodded, hoping to at least dry off. As they entered the establishment, Antonio scanned the room for empty seats. Seeing that there were none, he turned to Lovino to tell him thus, and heard a familiar peal of laughter. Lovino and Antonio both whipped their heads around toward the source of the sound.
"Lovi, who is that with your brother?"
"How am I supposed to know every single fucking person in this town? I have no idea!"
The two watched Feli and the stranger laugh and laugh, until, for some unknown reason, they stopped. Lovi watched his brother, in horrified fascination, kiss this stranger, knowing he hadn't told his scary, on-again off-again boyfriend about it.
"Antonio, we're getting the hell out of here. Let's go home and make some pizza or something, I don't give a shit, just get us out of here before my brother sees us."
Nodding, Antonio followed Lovino quickly out of the door, back into the rain.