This is getting too easy to write. I guess that's the advantage to planning, right?

This is the first time I've ever had a plan for a fanfiction...

Chapter 3: Home?

I survived the first night, and I have counted two more to go. I never make it the whole week, which I don't see a problem with. I never had any problems with it, and it's not like I can die.

So waking up this morning was so easy. I decided to get up and get on with my day before someone asks for a "good morning surprise".

I was in the kitchen, half-dressed (It is way too hot to be January!)when I heard a yawn. I turned around and saw Antonio standing there, also missing his damn shirt, and his hair was an un-brushed, curly dark brown mess that I wanted to fix. (Or run my hands through and maybe pull a little bit... I'm sex-deprived okay!)

"You didn't want to cuddle this morning?" Antonio asked in fake innocence, knowing I'm not one for laying in bed and just cuddling in the morning time. Unless that "cuddling" happened the night before.

"Nope." I replied quickly, taking a small sip of my coffee. It was Saturday and dammit I was going to enjoy my day off. I already had to go to the market later and get things just so we could cook and not have to go for a while. Besides that I had no other plans but sitting around and maybe fill out the paperwork I had been sent home with.

"Why not?" He asked as he stepped closer to me, stealing a kiss. (Maybe not stealing, but I didn't say he could have one dammit.) I smiled softly and rolled my eyes.

"I'd like mobility for my Saturday." I said which made him laugh and kiss me again.

"I'll be gentle." He said softly, in a joking tone, knowing he wasn't going to win. "What's for breakfast? Since I can't have Italian."

I punched him arm and walked away. "Whatever you can find, bastard."

In the end, I ended up sitting at the kitchen table and doing that damn paperwork while I waited for the rain to clear.

Always sunny in Spain, my ass.

I glanced out of the window and watched the rain hitting the tomato plants in the distance. I don't like rainstorms, but a light shower like this was beautiful. Everything seemed clean afterwards.

Well, beautiful to me anyway. For someone else it was practically hell. It had been made obvious by the sad sigh I heard coming from the living room, and a long groan of. "Looooviiii! I'm boooooored!"

I dropped my pen on the table and stayed silent. I'm not playing this game with him constantly. This was an issue every time it rained. Antonio got bored because he didn't like picking tomatoes or anything else in the rain. Well, except...

Anyway, I was about to reply when my cellphone began ringing. I picked it up and groaned at the sight of my brother's name on the screen, as I hit answer.

"Pronto."*

"Ve! Fratello! Ciao! Listen, I don't have much time to talk because I'm about to get on the plane. Out boss called me this morning and we need to get to Rome as soon as we can."

"Why didn't he call me?"

"He said you never answered when he called anyway. But really big brother, don't make him mad agai- AH MI DISPIACE** SIGNIORE- just please, I want to see you too. You're always with Big Brother Spain, and when you are home I'm with Luddy."

I cringed at the sound of the potato bastard's name. "Fine, I'll leave when I can." I said as I began to clean up.

"Okay, Fratello! See you there~!" I heard him say before he hung up.

Antonio made a whimpering sound, which I guess means he heard me. "You're leaving me again?" He asked in a whining tone.

"Only for a while," I picked up all of my papers. "I'll be back soon."

He sighed and looked at the ground. "I'll be so alone."

"Don't give me that shit!" I yelled as I started to get real clothes on, the rain was already starting to clear up and I could be back in Rome (My real home) in no time.

I heard Antonio shuffle into the room and hug me tightly. "Before you go-"

"No." I cut him off and kissed him, so I had something to live off of.

He looked at me and blinked before kissing me full on, in one of those kisses that could nearly knock me over. Every time he does this it becomes pretty damn obvious why he's the country of passion. I could have stood there for hours in this kiss, if it wasn't for my return to Italy that I had to do.

It wasn't until that talented tongue tried to enter my mouth when I pulled away. "I really have to go." I mumbled and tried to control my breathing.

He pouted and pecked my lips before letting me go.

And dammit, I didn't want to go.

I arrived at my house in Rome. I hadn't been here in a few weeks, and it was pretty obvious. Last time I was here, I had Antonio with me though. This time all I had was my brother, who came running out of the kitchen to greet me.

"Fratello! I haven't seen you in forever!" He yelled and hugged me. Why does everyone insist on hugging me?

"Ciao Feliciano.. LET GO OF ME, YOU IDIOT! " I yelled and pushed him off.

"Sorry." He said and giggled a little. "I just missed you so much, and I have so much to tell you!"

I know this whole time was gonna be full of "I miss him so much!" from him. I don't even know how long I will be here.

"Yah, I guess it would be great to catch up with you too." I said, giving him my best big brother smile. I loved my brother. Both of them, but they can both be annoying little shits when they wanted to be.

Feliciano's smile faded a little. "Did it happen again?" He asked me softly. He somehow knew the first time I had a miscarriage. I never even told him I was pregnant, but he knew.

"Si..." I replied.

"M-maybe it's just not time yet, Fratello!" He said trying to make me smile. "I'm sure it will all happen in time."

Feliciano laid his hand on my shoulder when I caught a glimpse of something on his hand.

"Feli, what is that?" I asked trying to look at it.

He jumped a little and hid his hand from me, shoving them both in his pockets. "N-nothing!" He shouted and walked out. "Have you heard from Marcello? He's supposed to be here! And he never even leaves the country. Yet he's not here yet! Poor fratellino! What if he's hurt?"

I could tell he was trying to change the subject. "What is it Feliciano?" I asked again.I hate it when they keep things from me. Both him and Antonio keep small things from me and it drives me nuts.

Yes, I know, but I have a legit reason.

"I was going to wait until he got here." Feliciano mumbled and sat down on the couch.

"For what?"

"To tell you my news!"

I felt my heart jump. Don't tell me my brother gets to have kids before me, and it actually work. I was going to scream if he did. It's just not fair!

"W-what news?" I choked out.

"Me and Luddy are married!"

Hehehehe

*Pronto- Italian way of answering the phone. Basically saying "Go" or "Speak"

**Mi dispiace- "I'm sorry" in Italian

The rest is basic Italian words, but I feel those needed to be explained.

Anyway, that was the end of Chapter 3, so look forward to Chapter 4 to see Lovi's reaction to Feli's "Good news" and the appearence of Seborga (Marcello)

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