The second I got home the first thing I noticed was my phone, vibrating like there's no tomorrow.
Of course, I ignored it, trying to think of happy thoughts… like tomatoes…. Tomatoes…. Tomato bastard- DAMMIT!
I began to pace my living room, glancing over at my never stopping vibrating phone every few seconds.
WHO THE HELL KEEPS CALLING!? Can't they see I'm busy thinking!?
Shut up.
All of a sudden the cellular device stopped vibrating and I stared at it for a second, half expecting it to start up again.
Nothing happened so I decided to step closer and pick it up. Just as I was about to check my messages the vibrating started up again and I accidently dropped it, inevitably causing it to land on my foot because god hates me today.
"Fucking….. shiiiiiiit!" I dropped to the floor and began cradling my poor abused foot.
My attention quickly went back to the possessed machine. (Yes. That's my conclusion. It's possessed and hates me for losing it so many times. This is its revenge.)
In the middle of the vibrating there was finally another pause and I quickly used that opportunity to pick it up and turn it on silent. Successfully. Hell yes!
Now that I don't have to worry about sudden movement I started looking at the messages, ignoring the little note that popped up on the side notifying me that I had yet another one.
From: Antonio
To: Lovino
Why did you leave Lovi~?
I glared at the message on the screen as if the stupid Spaniard could see me.
Trust me I'm not stupid. I know he can't.
From: Antonio
To: Lovino
I didn't do something did I!? If I did I'm so sorry Lovi! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
I rolled my eyes in annoyance, ignoring the small tug at the corner of my lips.
From: Antonio
To: Lovino
Why aren't you responding Lovi!? You didn't die did you!? You aren't hurt are you!? Are you okay!? Do you need an ambulance!?
I huffed, wishing the redness in my cheeks to disappear so that I could focus on being angry.
Why was I angry again?
From: Antonio
To: Lovino
Feli's going to give me directions to your house so that I can go check on you
Oh. That's why…. Feliciano….
Everyone loves Feli. Even me. So why the hell won't this jack ass just let me live my perfectly happy life?
Well…. Happy enough….
From: Antonio
To: Lovino
I'm on my way
What!? Don't actually come here!
From: Antonio
To: Lovino
I'm here
You sound like a stalker dammit! And not only is it creepy but I REALLY don't want to see you right now!
A knock at the door quickly brought me back to reality.
Fuck.
Another knock.
Alright. If I stay still and keep quiet I can make it look like I'm not home…. He's stupid enough to buy that, right?
"Lovi! Answer the door!"
I held my breath, as if breathing would give me away.
"I know you're here. Your car is parked outside and you're too lazy to walk anywhere." Damn it. He knows me too well…. But why's he sound so… angry?
WHY THE FUCK IS HE ANGRY!? I'M THE ONE WHO'S ANGRY HERE!
"Go away bastardo!" Seriously just leave!
"Lovino. If you don't answer this door RIGHT NOW I will break down the door." He wouldn't.
My eye brows knitted together as I thought about the potential outcome of either situation.
Dammit! Either way he ends up winning!
"CHIGI! Fine! Stupid jackass! I'll open the door but you CAN. NOT. COME. INSIDE." I stomped over to the door and swung it open, an entire speech prepared in my mind with carefully selected insults ready to go, that is, until I took in the sight outside my fucking door.
The Spanish moron. Dripping wet (It isn't even raining!). With cuts and bruises all over his tanned skin.
My mouth opened and closed on its own accord as I tried to think of something to say.
Suddenly, as I was looking at all of his bleeding wounds, our eyes met, and holy crapola was he pissed!
"Chi… chigi! Don't look at me like that its scary!" I took a few steps back, tripping over god knows what and falling on my ass.
"Shit…." I grumbled to myself, rubbing my poor butt and only noticing Antonio had even moved when I heard the door slam and footsteps approach me.
"O-oi! B-bastard! D-d-don't get so close to m-me!" I tried backing up more, only to let my back hit up against my fucking island table. SERIOUSLY!? You have got to be fucking kidding me right now!
I turned back to face my intruder, who stood above me, glaring at me with his emerald eyes.
"A…. Antonio….?" I stared back, quickly noticing the hurt hidden in those usually cheerful eyes and frowning as water began falling from those same eyes.
Wait.
Water…. Tears!? Why the fuck is he-
"LOVIIIIIIIIIII!" And with that the soaking (YES I MEAN SOAKING! HOLY CRAP DID HE JUMP INTO A POOL BEFORE HE CAME HERE OR WHAT!?) Spaniard jumped on top of me, clutching onto me for dear life.
"W-what the hell!?"
"LOVI! What's wrong!? You've been ignoring me for the longest time!" It's been less than an hour! "And when I saw you talking to Ludwig I ran out to talk to you but you ignored me so I chased after you but fell down a hill and into a garden pond and this man with long blonde hair and green eyes, obviously a foreigner~ maybe from Switzerland~? There was a girl with him too~ anyway! He started chasing me with a gun! And-" I put my hand over his mouth to shut him up.
"I've heard enough…. Stupid shit head…. Why are you here anyway? I thought you were going to make churros with Feli." I glared off to the side, noticing my computer was waiting to be typed on. Ugh. Work.
"Not JUST Feli! I wanted to have a churro party! It's not a party if you aren't there, Lovi!" My eyes started to widen as a blush began to spread across my cheeks.
Fisting my hand into a ball I narrowed my eyes and glared at it as if it were the cause of all of my problems. Stupid left hand.
Leave it to this moron to come up with something as retarded as a churro party.
A small tug at the corner of my lips was all it took to make me break out into a fit of laughter.
"Who- hahahahaha the fuck other than you would come up with something as ridiculous as a churro party? Hahahahahaha!" I held my gut in an attempt to stop the laughing, while bringing up my other hand to my eyes, whipping away the tears. "Phew…. You're hilarious…."
"Lovi…." I looked up to see Antonio's smiling, yet serious face staring at me only a few inches away. I gulped.
"Why are you…. Always so angry whenever you're around your brother….? At least when I'm there you always seem to get angry and storm out…." I narrowed my eyes and scowled.
"That's none of your fucking business." It isn't! That's personal! Everyone has their own problems….
"Tell me anyway." My eyes shot open in confusion. What the hell!? Giving ME orders!? Who the fuck does he think he is!? My mom?
"No."
"Tell me."
"Persistent bastard."
He grinned and I couldn't help but smile ever so slightly back at the jackass who refused to just leave me be.
"Tell me~" I sighed. Damn moron is so impossible to say no to….
"Fine. As long as you promise to not laugh or I'll kill you. Seriously, I will." He continued smiling as I threatened him, making me sigh in exasperation. He's such a moron…..
"Alright….. So I have stupid….. Jealousy issues…. NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP!" My face turned bright red as I said it, it sounds so…. Stupid….. emotions are stupid and a pain in the ass….
"What do you mean Lovi?" I glared at the curious Spaniard before me. He can go fuck himself.
A small smile slid onto the bastards lips as he looked at me with big green eyes. Fucking HELL!
"I MEAN…. Well…." My voice trailed off and became quieter. "Feli's just so… perfect….. and I'm well, obviously, not….. so people tend to use me to get close to him and it…. Well…. It pisses me off…. N'stuff….. but I don't care or anything! I like not having any friends! They're all bastards anyway!" I smirked and crossed my arms over my chest proudly. Who needs friends anyway? Not me.
"Lovi….. I think you're perfect just the way you are…." I stared at the tomato lover in front of me, simply sitting there and smiling as if he had just commented on the weather or something.
Perfect? Me?
Apparently the look of disbelief was apparent on my face since the douche bag leaned in and began talking a mile a minute.
"I mean it Lovi! You're so adorable and look like a tomato when you blush! Not to mention you love tomatoes just like me and are an incredible author! Plus you really do try to help out! It's just you're so terrible at cleaning and cooking that it just makes things worse is all~ Your intentions are good though~" Fuck you!
"Wow…. Thanks….." I glared at the moron who had started out complimenting me only to end up with insults at the end of his rant.
"I'm serious Lovi! You're amazing! Beautiful! Smart! Adorable! Loveable! Funny! And very creative too! That's why I love you so much!" My heart skipped a beat as my breath hitched at the last part.
Tanned skin started to turn pink as the Spaniard noticed my bright red face.
He doesn't mean it like that, pull yourself together you lady killer, you! GET IT TOGETHER!
After my inward yelling fest of stupidity I managed to will my blush away and take a few deep breaths.
"Thanks…. Bastard….." The blushing tomato bastard smiled at me, causing my heart to speed up.
"Of course, Lovi~"
"So I guess…." I paused, staring at a random spot behind the man in front of me. "….This makes us friends then….?"
I could have sworn I saw a hint of pain on Antonio's face just before I saw a smile slip into its usual place on his features.
"Yeah….. friends~ We've been friends since we first met, Lovi~" I snickered at this morons idiocy.
"More like you were my fucking stalker from the second we met." I smiled as the tomato creep laughed like a retard, he obviously doesn't get that I'm serious….. Kind of….
"Hahahaha~ Whatever you say Lovi~ I never stalked you though~ Hahahaha~ That was just coincidence~"
"Che. You expect me to believe that load of bull crap?" Instead of a response the Spaniard just stared at me with a smile on his face and cheeks lightly tinted pink. My heart rate started to pick up again.
Maybe I should really see a doctor…. For all I know these could be symptoms of an early heart attack and holy crapola that would suck to die so handsomely young!
"Lovi…? Are you alright…? You look…. Mortified~" DON'T LOOK SO PROUD OF YOURSELF JUST FOR COMING UP WITH A BIG WORD!
"Che palle! Of course I'm not alright! I think I might need to go to the fucking hospital…." There was a moment of silence in which Antonio simply stared at me with a blank expression before he suddenly jumped up (SCARING THE CRAP OUT OF ME, MIGHT I ADD, DAMMIT!) and stared at me, his expression slowly turning into a terrified one.
"Oi! What's wrong ba- ahh!" He quickly lifted me up, fucking bridal style, and raced out to the car, grabbing my keys along the way.
I mentally noted another heart beat increase.
"PUT ME DOWN YOU FUCKING SPANISH MORON! QUIT CARRYING ME LIKE THE JACKASS YOU ARE!" The second we reached the car I was thrown into the passenger seat and strapped down by a seat belt.
By the time my mind registered the fact that I was in a car and NOT going to be the one driving, it was too late.
I turned in utter horror as Antonio stepped on the gas. The car lurched forward and I flew back, holding onto the car handle for dear life.
And then I realized he was a fucking slow-ass driver.
"You drive like a bloated granny turtle…." I glared at the driver in annoyance, who was starting to break out into cold sweat.
"I…. I don't want to hurt you by going too fast…. B-but are you alright!? Can you make it!?" My face deadpanned as I stared into worried bright green eyes. DAMN YOU HEART! WILL YOU STOP THAT!?
"Ch… chigi! Of course I can! I don't even need a shitty doctor right now….. just….. need maybe a scan on my heart to see if I'm going to die from a heart attack any time soon…."
Once again the brunette next to me looked terrified. "A HEART ATTACK!? Lovi, oh no…. that's dangerous! YOU NEED A DOCTOR RIGHT NOW!" And with that the idiot sped up to just about the actual speed limit…. What a moron…..
Mental note to never let Antonio drive a pregnant woman to the hospital….. check.
Soon enough we made it to the hospital where I was ONCE FUCKING AGAIN picked up bridal style and ran into the building. I may or may not have been kicking and screaming the entire way….
"IT'S AN EMERGENCY! LOVI'S HAVING A HEART ATTACK!" I glared at the dumbass before giving a once over at the lady behind the desk. She was pretty cute…. But I don't feel like flirting right now…. Probably because of my soon to be heart attack….
"Fucking bastard! I don't have a heart attack! But I would like to check and see if I'm at risk of having one….." The last part was spoken a bit softer and to the cute girl, but definitely NOT my flirting tone. Oh no. THAT…. Is completely different…..
A sudden memory of flirting with a few girls with Feli popped into my mind and I chuckled before grimacing…. What went wrong with my poor fratello…..? Gay with a potato….
"Please come this way, sir." My eyes frantically searched around and met with a nurse holding open a door for me.
I walked through and noticed I wasn't being carried anymore… no shit Sherlock holy crap I never sounded so stupid in my life…. Of course I'm not being carried if I can walk! Anyway, I glanced back just in time to see Antonio talking to the desk lady frantically as she tried to calm him down.
I smiled before continuing to fallow the nurse into a room where a doctor was waiting for me.
He sat down with a huff and motioned for me to sit down across from him, I did just that.
"Hello. I'm doctor Vash Zwingli. Now, what's exactly the problem Mr. Vargas?" An accent... probably Swiss or some shit... haha... how ironic... Antonio got chased by a Swiss man earlier...
I glanced to the side, noticing a gun hanging from a wall and a few pictures of the doctor and a girl together.
But more importantly…. WHY THE HELL DOES A DOCOTR HAVE A GUN IN HIS OFFICE!?
This can't be the same guy who chased Antonio, right!? Curse my fucking luck today this sucks! I'm gonna die!
"Well…?" The Swiss man asked rather impatiently.
"Uhh…. My heart…. Seems to be acting rather strange lately. Randomly skipping a beat or speeding up and such…." The doctor began taking some notes.
"Alright. And when do these things usual happen? While eating, exercising…?" I frown at the question. I wasn't really DOING anything…..
"Not exactly….. I was just sitting there talking to a moron…." Now it was the doctor's turn to frown.
"Umm….. alright then…. Talking about what….?" I stared off into space, trying desperately to remember what the hell we were talking about.
"Random things….? Friendship? Jealousy? I DON'T KNOW, DAMMIT!" Vash looked as if he were thinking for a second before he started to speak again.
"Want to take a scan?" I nodded. Sooner this gets treated, the better.
-0.0-
The results of the scan came in about 20 minutes later and the doctor came back into his office and sat across from me again, just like before.
"Well….. It would seem my assumption is correct….. it's not a health problem. You're perfectly healthy." My face contorted into one of confusion and the blonde in front of my rolled his eyes.
"It's really not that difficult if you think about it. YOU have to figure it out though. Have a good day Mr. Vargas." I was about to yell at the jack ass but was cut off my a small and sweet voice from over by the door.
"Big bruder…. I brought you some lunch if you want it…." I glanced back at the blonde doctor and noticed his face turn pink.
"O-of course…. Come on in Lili….." Not wanting to be a bother, or more accurately not wanting to get stuck talking with idiots for more than necessary I decided to take my exit without another word.
A/N:
Sorry for taking a while…. Again…. Hahaha…. Writers block mixed with not having my computer for a week….. sorry dudes! I LOVE YOU ALL THOUGH AND I'M GLAD YOU STILL READ THIS! Love, Paigeolivar4! I'll update sooner next time!
TBC