So the passed few days at work have been nothing but drama -_- I really wish my coworkers knew that IHOP is not high school and that the drama needs to stop and if you don't like someone, you just need to get over it because you're there to make money and not start stuff with another.

Anyways~ it's been three days already? AND 400 reviews! I swear it was two chapters ago that I had 300 -_- time is flying by WAY too quickly! oh well~ enjoy this chapter my loves!

Kismet

Chapter Thirty-Two: Forgive and Forget

"What the fuck do you want?" he found himself biting, working up the worst glare he could. Antonio ran forward and fell to his knees in front of Lovino, instantly throwing his arms around Lovino's waist and burying his face in Lovino's chest.

"I missed you so much! I'm so sorry, Lovi! I never meant to hurt you, but I cracked under the pressure of the courts. I'm so, so sorry! Please forgive me and come home! I need you by my side." he looked up into Lovino's eyes, "Lovi was all I ever needed, always. I should have remembered that. I'm a fool."

Lovino stared down in shock. Part of him was being protective of the child in his belly and he wanted to kick Antonio away and curl up, another part just wanted take him up on the offer and say screw it.

"I hate you." Lovino stared, "I hate you for hiding that from me. I hate you for thinking that it was right to keep it from me. You should have fucking said something to me! I'm your husband! I should know these things! You hurt me … more than I can fucking show. I want to keep hating you for the rest of my life," Antonio's grip loosened and he looked utterly crushed, "but I can't … every day I long to just go back and forget it ever happened. I fucking hate myself for it, but it's probably just the hormones …" he muttered, "If you want an heir that bad, go and do what ever. I'm sure whoever she is, she'll make a great mother." he said, full of resentment.

Antonio smiled warmly and pressed a kiss to Lovino's belly "But I already have an heir and a beautiful husband whom is giving me that child~"

Lovino went rigid, "You know?" he hand flew to his stomach, protectively.

The king nodded, "Yeah, after you left, I found the letters Lukas wrote you strewn all over the floor. I went to find you, but then I bumped into the medic and he congratulated me on our baby. God, Lovi~ just knowing that you would do this for me makes me the happiest man in the world. I love you, I will always love you and that will never change. I am still extremely sorry for hiding that from you, but I didn't go through with it. I don't think I would have been able to." he whispered, nuzzling Lovino's belly.

"You're only not doing it because of Roma." Lovino growled.

"Roma? What? No! I'm not! I told you, all I've ever needed was Lovi~ my love, my husband, my queen, the mother of my child." he pushed up and connected their lips in a sweet, loving kiss.

Lovino melted into the touch and wrapped his arms around Antonio's neck. Fresh tears mixed with the rain once again and he refused to let go, "I hate you, bastard!" he growled. Antonio laughed lightly, picking him up, "I love you, too." he grinned.

He carried Lovino up to the beach house and opened the door.

"Lovi? Is that yo- Antonio?" Femke looked at him, realizing he got her note. She smiled, seeing the way Lovino clung to Antonio's neck.

He mouthed a thank you and walked Lovino to the bathing room to run a hot bath. He set the shivering Lovino down and began getting the water ready, before stripping Lovino down. He tried to put his husband in the water but Lovino thrashed, "NO! Hot water is bad for the baby!"

Antonio's eyes widened, "I'm sorry! I didn't know." he left Lovino alone, but convinced him to at least put his legs in the water. The king's eyes roamed his husband's naked body and his eyes fell on his abdomen. His Lovi once had a very flat stomach. He noticed right away that it was pudgier. Tears welled up in his eyes and he moved in the water to the edge of the basin, between Lovino's legs.

He carefully reached out and placed a hand on the bump "There's really a baby in here? Our baby?"

Lovi blushed and nodded, looking away, "Yeah … our baby." Antonio kissed his stomach, "Our baby will be the most beautiful child in the world. I love you so much, Lovino Carriedo~ I always will." he pulled the choker off of his wrist and slowly held it up. Lovino glared at him, but took the choker and slipped in on. Antonio kissed Lovino and grabbed a cloth and began running it down his legs and arms, warming him up and washing him.

Lovino closed his eyes and let his husband wash him and sighed in content. When they finished the bath, Antonio wrapped a towel around Lovino and carried him upstairs to their room. He dressed the sleepy man and put him in the bed. Lovino looked up at him and glared, "I'm still mad at you. You can sleep on the sofa."

Antonio smiled, kissing Lovino's cheek, "Okay." he wanted to hold his Lovi so badly, but knowing where he was and knowing that he was safe was enough to satiate him. He pulled the blanket over him and left the room.

He headed downstairs and was met with an angry Femke, "I didn't call you here to piss him off, by the way. I understand why you were doing those things, and I don't care bout that. Lovi is my brother and my best friend. If your hurt him again, especially now that he's pregnant, I'll make sure you can't have kids again. Now come here and give me a hug." Antonio laughed nervously and hugged her.

"I suppose he kicked you out of the room?" she asked, sitting with Antonio down in the den. He sipped the hot chocolate she had made and nodded.

"I don't blame him …" he muttered. She laughed, "Neither do I, but don't worry, Toni, he'll come around sooner than you'd think. He missed you more than you can imagine."

Antonio smiled, "I hope so. I couldn't even sleep, not knowing where he was."

Femke sighed, "He doesn't know I'm the one who told you where we were. Don't let him know. I'm the godmother of that baby and I'd rather not piss Lovi off. By the way, he's real sick in the mornings, so don't freak out, just get him some fresh squeezed juice (better if it's orange or apple) and a piece of bread. Oh~! And he's also going a lot more, so he gets easily frustrated having to get up so much. Be patient. Seafood makes him sick, but he loves tomatoes and bread. However his favorite right now is oranges. He likes them cut up into four slices, or squeezed."

The king nodded, glad she was sharing information on how to make his Lovi comfortable. She told him how Lovi liked to head down to the beach alone on nicer days, and didn't like to be bothered. She warned him of Ariana, whom was extremely protective now that she sensed the child inside Lovino.

"She bites if you get too close. Even I got nipped pretty hard the other day," she held up her bandaged hand. He frowned, wondering if getting Lovi that phoenix was turning out to be a bad idea.

"Well, I'd best be getting to bed. Lovi wakes at least once in the middle of the night from odd or scary dreams, probably an after effect of the potion or whatever. I'm usually the one who goes and comforts him, but you're here now, so don't disappoint~!" she winked and left for her room.

Antonio sighed and leaned against the back of the sofa and looked down at the table. Lovino's leather journal and quill set were resting there. He bit his lip. He didn't usually pry, but he picked up the book, noticing more than half was already filled. He flipped it open to the most recent entry.

That same dream again. Ugh. Why can't I stop dreaming of that bastard? He's there every night haunting me with his new family, leaving me and Roma to fend for ourselves.

On another note, we got a hold of Daan and he said that we could live with him whenever we feel like heading up there. I'm thinking as soon as possible.

I can see the bump now. Roma is getting bigger! Lukas told me he was delighted to come deliver the baby, because he delivered Tino's boys. Mostly because he was shocked the potion worked for a human.

It's going away! The morning sickness! I'm not getting it as often now that I'm three or so months along. Though, I have to pee more and that's pissing me off. I just exchanged one horror for another! Oh well, at least it's preferable.

Antonio frowned at the bit about the dream and the plans to move up north, but smiled that his love wasn't getting sick as often.

He flipped to another page.

I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. I FUCKING HATE HIM.

Antonio frowned sadly.

I keep telling myself this … it doesn't help. My heart is breaking and the only thing keeping me alive is the baby. I'm thinking of just calling him or her Roma. It's easier than him or her and the baby. You know, for Romana? My mother's name? My middle name? Eh? Smart? It's also gender neutral, so for now I won't have to decide between Alessandro and Damiano. Ugh … feeling sick again.

The king frowned. Lovino had already picked out the baby's name? They were cute names, but it made Antonio wish more than anything to turn back time and just telling the court to shove it. He would have been there to help chose a name.

Another page was nothing but ink scratches and water marks that smeared the ink blotches. The page reeked of pain and sorrow. He bit his lip and set the book away. He had caused Lovino so much pain.

He laid down and felt the exhaustion from riding non stop for several hours catch up to him and he slipped into a deep sleep. When he awoke, Lovino was sitting in the kitchen, chewing on an orange, staring down as his exposed belly. A soft smile was on his face, his cheeks red as he rubbed the bump.

Antonio smiled and just watched him. The rain had stopped in the middle of the night, but the clouds still hung darkly in the sky. Lovino finished the piece of fruit and tossed the peel out the window and grabbed another. He eyes shifted from his stomach to the trees outside. He let his shirt fall back into place, much to Antonio's disappointment and finished the last piece of his orange.

He washed his hands on a cloth and turned to see Antonio watching him. A scowl instantly overcame the content, almost happy face, "What the hell are you staring at?"

"My lovely Lovi~" Antonio smiled, warmly, standing up.

Lovino blushed and rolled his eyes, "Shut up." he grabbed a piece of bread from the island counter and stuck in between his teeth and gathered up a few things on the counter, before heading up to his room and slamming the door.

Antonio felt his heart skip a beat and he walked up to the door and knocked lightly, "Go away!" Lovino shouted from inside.

"Lovi~ please, can I come in …"

"I said go away!" he growled in Illonian.

"Please, my love. I want to see you~" Antonio pouted, even though Lovino couldn't see it.

Lovino went silent, "Fine." Antonio opened the door and saw Lovino sitting up in the bed, reading with the bread half eaten in his hands.

The king walked across the room and laid down next to Lovino, "I love you, Lovi~!"

"Be quiet, bastard. I'm reading." he growled, returning to the book. Antonio smiled and curled up closer to Lovino, letting his hand rest on Lovino's belly.

"So have you thought of names?" Antonio asked, seeing if he could get Lovino to admit it.

"I thought I said be quiet!" Lovino glared at him, "And yes. I did. Romana, after my mother, if it's a girl. I thought about a name for a boy, but haven't decided anything for sure."

Antonio felt giddy with excitement, "Want to talk about it?" he asked hopefully. Lovino looked at him and sighed. It was his baby, too.

"Fine, what did you have in mind if it's a boy?" he asked looking back at his book.

"Maybe, Manuel? I like that name. OH! Or Ramiro?" he smiled, having fun.

Lovino shrugged, "They are nice, but Ramiro is too close to Romana. And it would be weird for me." Antonio kissed Lovino's belly, "You're right~ what about Antonio junior? Lovino junior?"

The queen looked down with a scrunched up face, "I don't even think so!" he said, returning to his Sverran tongue.

Antonio laughed, "It is silly, what about you? What do want to name him if he's a boy?"

He leaned back against the pillows and thought for a second, "I like Alessandro, maybe Damiano …"

"I like them." the king rubbed his head against Lovino's chest, "Mm … how about Tristán?"

Lovino thought for a moment, "It's a Sverran name?"

Antonio nodded, "I think so, at least."

"I like it … Tristán it is." he picked up his book and began reading again. Antonio couldn't contain his joy at getting to help pick out names for their baby. He played the names over and over in his head: Romana Carriedo or Tristán Carriedo. He ran his hand over Lovino's stomach and smiled warmly. Maybe they would chose middle names later?

Femke knocked on the door and heard Lovino tell her she could come in. She walked in with Lovino's lunch and smiled at the scene before her, "I see you two are getting along?"

She set the food down. Lovino placed the open book page down on Antonio's head, "More or less." he muttered, grabbing the bowl, "Thanks, Femke. Oh! I've finally decided on a boy's name."

"Really? What is it?" she asked excitedly.

"Bastard suggested Tristán and I like it, so it will be Tristán or Romana." he took a bite of the tomato mixture.

"Really?" Femke tilted her head, "That's cute …" she gave the king an odd look, before leaving the room.

Lovino watched her expression confused, "What was that about? What's wrong with that name, bastard?"

Antonio picked up the book from his face and looked at Lovino, "There's nothing wrong with it, love. It was my father's name~ I figured if you would name 'her' after your mother, I could name 'him' after my father."

The queen's expression softened and he remembered the king who gave him a chance. If it wasn't for that cheerful man, he would never have had a chance to fall in love with Antonio, nor would he be having his baby, "Tristán is a nice name."

Antonio smiled happily and rubbed his face on Lovino's leg, "I love you!"

"I love you, too, bastard …" he muttered. He looked at the happy surprise on Antonio's face and sighed. If Antonio really hadn't meant the things about loving him and all that, he wouldn't have come after him. He was having issues with the court, but now the court could fuck off. Antonio had an heir, a queen and the kingdom was fine.

"You forgive me?" Antonio asked, carefully trying not to upset Lovino.

Lovino eyes narrowed, but he nodded, "I forgive you, but only because Roma can't just grow up with out his or her father and I'm feeling particularly nice and loving today."

Antonio jumped up and wrapped his arms around Lovino, kissed him passionately on the lips. Lovino kissed him back, returning the love that Antonio was pouring into the kiss.

The king pulled away and grabbed Lovino's right hand, frowning slightly at the cloth wrapped over the union mark. He untied it and revealed the red mark. Antonio linked their hands together and smiled happily.

Lovino's eyes widened, swearing he saw the marks color brighten.

Their lips met again and again, making Lovino slightly light headed. "I love you, Lovi~ so very much. I love you and Roma."

Lovino kissed him and laid down, wanting to just nap with Antonio by his side.

TBC

~Lady Pyrien