Chapter 9
A/N
I am in such a good mood right now for some reason I am about to tell you…I GOT THREE REVIEWS
*Cheers widely and screams repeatedly 'Yes'*
Lovino: What the hell is wrong with you?
Me: I have no idea.
QUESTION TIME!
Spain: Again?
Si
First question
Train your Demon says
Hey Spain question:
How would you describe the feelings you have Lovino?
Spain: Hm, I guess it could be a meadow filled with rainbows and unicorns *smiles*
Lovino: you are starting to sound like the bastard of my brother now…
Me: true. You are spending way too much time with him, especially after he taught you how to make pasta… NEXT QUESTION
Sadie09 Says:
'First may I say you are AWESOME!-'
(OMG I never thought I would be alive to hear that, no really, this is the first time anyone has ever told me that, thank you)
'-Ok I have a question for Spain: Spain, what are your thoughts of turkey[ the country]?'
Spain: … He's an idiotic bastardo with a dumb mask and bad accent…And he tried to take away Lovino from me…
Next question, and last…
TarrelYoukai ( my loving reviewer who has always been there for me) says:
I feel bad that I'm the only one reviewing this Dx well, one reviewer is better than none right?
Can I ask Lovi a question instead? I've asked Spain too many questions :/
Lovino: DON'T CALL ME LOVI FOR THE FUCKEN LOVE OF PETE!
So Lovi (Yes, I just called you Lovi, deal with it, I'm part Italian, therefore I can!) will you sing the tomato song for me? -puppy eyes- I just love your voice! and be a man and take the complement!
Lovino: no…I only sang the song because I was half drunk and happy it was tomato season…
Me: Oh do it…please
Spain: Oh, just sing it, mi tomate, you do have a beautiful voice
Lovino: *blushes* NO! But you can see this video I found watch?v=tvW6vZEKv7U&feature=related
They made me smile…
Me: I think the 'Popipo' video was better…
Lovino: WE SWORE NEVER TO MENTION THAT VIDEO!
Me: okay then, geez…
Enjoy…
Days passed and both Antonio and Lovino dealt with each other's presence. Lovino's grandfather was still worried for Lovino, especially since he has been really depressed lately. Feli grew closer to his brother though he still didn't know what was going on. Lovino was still haunted by the memory, wishing for it to become true once more. Once or twice Daan would appear after school with Emma speaking with Antonio. The day was over and Feliciano was speaking with the potato bastard who he still didn't remember the name. He didn't pay much mind to what they were saying for the first time. His eyes were far away in paradise with a certain Spaniard.
"Uh…Lovi-"
"Don't call me that."
"Oh, right, fratello, I kind of forgot my notebook in class, I'm going to go get it, okay."
"Sure, I'll go wait in the car like a fucken idiot."
He walked away with some sort of anger inside him, burning; he wasn't sure what it was. He just wanted something his brother had: friends, ability to be social, lovability, a good life…Happiness. As he approached the car he found a familiar red-headed admiring his Ferrari. Apparently he noticed someone was watching him and turned to see him. His eyes stared at Jackson with pure hatred.
"Nice ride, you have here, I could give you one better, though."
The parking lot wasn't that empty, a couple people were roaming around, but he didn't seem to care. He took a step forward but Lovino took one backward.
"Stay the hell away from me you fucken bastard."
Jackson looked down and took back a step lifting his hands in defeat. His green eyes scanned him slowly as he leaned against the car. Lovino felt like burning the car.
"I'm guessing Toni told you his little biography, huh. Look, yes, I kind of forced you and him down to my little…business, but you also have to realize he had a chance to escape, to leave before my father turned him into what he is now."
"I know this already, so go, idiota."
"The insults, the cursing, it's all a protection isn't it?"
Lovino's eyes widened and he looked angrier, but before he spoke, Jack interrupted him.
"I know that because I used that method. My father was killed. You see, he was a monster. Everything he touched turned to gold, but then slowly rottened. I think you might know him, or you grandfather maybe. The one from Rome, nice little gang he pulled in. Anyway, sometimes you have to hate the ones, because either you have to get every little stone out of your way, or that loved one just gets too much of their share…"
His eyes were filled with cold and pure hate towards someone unknown. Lovino felt oddly guilty for feeling related with this towards his brother.
"Too much popularity, too much happiness, too much then what they deserve. Sometimes you even wonder if that person stole it from you. So there you have another two options, either run away from that little perfect piece of gold running the risk that it might chase you back, or end it slicing it mercilessly. So then you have to find some other way to get happiness. Dark happiness that soon takes over you until you sink in an ocean of pure desired misery that can be enjoyed in so many ways."
He looked back at Lovino softening his eyes.
"I bet you know what that feels like. To know that no one wants you, that no one will every pay the good type of attention to you. Look, I won't push you into doing anything, but if you really know how that feels like to be hated and you want to be somewhere where people will really love you, go to the address that I put in the driver's seat tonight, it gets pretty fun. I will just be your friend, okay. I wish you no harm at all. I'll leave now."
He walked away. Lovino ran to the driver's and indeed there was a piece of paper lying there with an address in it. It seemed pretty familiar. He knew he should throw it away, but something in him begged to go there now.
"Lovi!"
His brother smiled from ear to ear with his eyes closed as usual running towards the car. The German, blushing, walked close behind heading towards his own car. Hatred penetrated hard on him. He jumped in the car and ignored for the whole way home.
A/N
Chapters done,
Yes, I'm sorry it's so short, but next one gets interesting, very interesting *rape face*
Spain: sometimes I wonder what is going through your perverted little mind, mi amiga
Me: trust me, you don't wanna know
Anyway, I am completely sorry, but I am going to close the 'Ask Spain'. Yes, yes, yes I am extremely sorry, but to make up for it I am going to open a ASK LOVINO AND SPAIN :D
Lovino: I WASN'T EVEN FUCKEN PART OF THIS SHIT!
Me: I know, but I didn't want to exclude you, so
Feliciano: Italy
Antonio: Spain
Lovino: Romano
Grandfather: Roma
Daan: Netherlands
Emma: Belgium
Reviews: Welcome
Questions: Desired
Adios
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The forbidden Popipo video, if you already saw it, you are epic
watch?v=2trFmN6wBjQ&feature=related