A/N: Really u guys, I love waking up and reading your reviews they r so sweet and hilarious! Thank you so much hahaha but don't worry…. Toni isn't suicidal… just an oblivious moron hahaha
The next morning I awoke to the smell of bacon and the sound of sizzling.
I groaned as my stomach grumbled, my senses sharp as I made my way out of bed to go see what was going on.
I rubbed my eyes just as the blurry image of tan, pink, and blue made its way into vision.
After yawning my eyes focused more and I could see the brunette standing in the kitchen wearing a pink apron, jeans, and, oh yeah, no fucking shirt!
"Wh-what the hell you freak!? Put on some god dammed clothes you moron! No one wants to see your fat hangin all over your-" I cute myself off as I stared at his very slim and toned back. Bastard.
"Che. Why are you still here anyway?" I sat down at my counter and snatched a piece of bacon from the plate next to me.
"I thought I'd make you some breakfast Lovi~" I ignored the asshole as I continued to munch on the piece of meat in my hand. Damn bastard can cook.
We continued in silence for a while as he continued to cook while I kept eating his fucking gourmet bacon... until it was all gone.
"Hey jackass I need more bacon." The brunette turned to look at me with his huge bright green eyes and just at that moment, almost as if in slow motion, his hand hit the burning hot pan and I couldn't help but laugh as he screamed out in pain.
"Pfffft! Hahahahahaha!" I clutched my stomach in an attempt to stop laughing as the Spaniard sat on the floor cradling his hand like a moron mumbling Spanish under his breath.
I wiped a tear from my eye as I jumped down from the counter to go help the idiot.
I turned the sink on to a cool temperature before kneeling next to the bastard. "Give me your hand Bastardo."
Light green eyes met my own as I pulled him up off the floor and washed his hand underthe cold water.
He hissed in pain as the water dripped onto his injury but quickly relaxed as I pressed a cold wet rag against his hand. "Hold that their." I mumbled before rushing to find the first aid kit.
I felt his eyes fallowing me as I emerged from the hall way, equipment in hand. Yeah, this happens to me a lot, get over it dammit! Che! Bastards...
After wrapping up his hand and having to listen to him calling me a saint for about ten minutes we both sat down on the couch seeing as I wasn't too hungry having eaten a plate full of bacon and who cares about the ass face.
"Turn on whatever you want bastard I need to get work done." I grabbed my lap top from the coffee table and sighed as I opened it, having no idea where to start.
Stupid deadlines... Stupid Bella... Stupid legalized marriage with potatoes. Stupid story! AND DAMMIT STUPID ASSED ANTONIO WHY WONT HE LEAVE!?
I turned to glare in his direction only to find the jackass SLEEPING! When the hell did he wake up to be able to sleep!? BASTARD!
Che... asshole...
I glared a few seconds longer at the sleeping Spaniard only to find my frown slowly disappearing and a calm start to wash over me.
The harder I tried to frown the more I began to smile and- WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO ME!?
A sudden smudge of drool began to seep out of the creeps mouth and I did NOT giggle like a little school girl I don't care what kind of evidence you have. CHIGI!
I quickly turned back to face my computer, a sudden flow of inspiration crashing into me like a wave as I began to type everything I thought of.
I only stopped kicking ass when my phone suddenly started vibrating in my pocket, pissing me off.
"What the fuck do you want!?" I yelled at the inanimate object as I read the text. Don't pretend you haven't done it.
From: Bella
To: Lovino
Hey! Come with me to get my hair cut, I know you need one too~
I don't need a fucking hair cut! AND WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I'M NOT BUSY!? What!? You don't think I have a life, huh? Well screw you bastard I'm busy!
I dropped the phone next to me just as it started vibrating again.
I debated breaking it in half but decided against it as I picked it up to see what the hell they wanted.
From: Bella
To: Lovino
Yes you do need a hair cut and come on I'm waiting outside~
….How the hell...
I stood up and ran over to the door, swing it open the find the Belgian standing in front of me waving.
"Che! You could have knocked!" She smiled at me sinisterly as she brought her hand to her mouth.
"Wouldn't want to wake up Antonio~ hehehe~" HOW THE HELL- Never mind... I don't want to know...
"Chigi... Just let me grab my wallet and some shoes..." I mumbled as I walked back inside to grab said objects, glancing only once at the sleeping Spaniard, an inevitable smile playing on my lips.
I shut the door behind me gently,my face bright red as Bella smiled at me like she knew something I didn't. Jackass... I just don't want him touching my stuff while I'm gone dammit! CHIGI!
-0.0-
The whole ride there Bella kept smiling, it was really starting to creep me out...
We pulled into the salon and walked inside. Bella asked for the gay guy she always talks about porn with while he's cutting her hair while I just got some random hot chick.
"So Lovino..." Bella asked from next to me as our heads were emerged in water. I glanced at her to let her know I was listening.
"My sources tell me you went to the hospital..." My face dead panned. What the hell are her "Sources"...? I probably shouldn't ask...
"Yeah... I thought I was having a heart attack and the doctor, being the bastard that he is, said it wasn't one and that I had to figure it own on my fucking own. Shitty doctor..." Both her and the gay hair stylist looked at each other and giggled.
I felt my face heat up. "What!?" I shouted, jolting up only to accidentally splash water all over myself. "Chigi..." I leaned back again and pretended nothing happened.
"You REALLY don't know,boy?" The gay man asked me, I frowned.
"How the hell should I!?" I shouted back.
It can't be that obvious could it...?
"Lovino..." Bella started off, softly, trying to calm me down as well as be gentle about the subject. "...It's in your heart... Your soul... you start to panic and get embarrassed and jealous whenever Antonio's around... Just think about it..." I cocked an eyebrow at her before closing my eyes and trying desperately to figure out what the fuck everyone else can understand in seconds.
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo...
My heart skipped a beat which scared the shit out of me but I kept my eyes closed as I imagined the bastards face.
Antonio...
I began to smile uncontrollably as I imagined how I met the moron and the irony of the whole situation.
...And then my smile dropped and my eyes shot open as I jumped out of the seat, water and clothes be damned.
"There's no fucking way..." Bella smirked at me and I knew I had figured it out... "I'M IN LOVE WITH THE TOMATO BASTARD!?"
That's impossible! He's a GUY!
"Yay~ Young love~" The gay man shouted with rainbows randomly becoming the background scenery.
Holy crapola I'm going insane!
"Congratulations Lovino~" Bella cooed from her chair.
This can't be happening... Is it getting hard to breath in here or is it just me...? Why is my face so red...?Where are the rainbows coming from...? And with my last thoughts being unicorns and rainbows, I passed out.
-0.0-
I woke up to the sound of sniffling and something warm around my hand.
"Wh-what the...?" My head hurt like a bitch as I sat up and blinked my eyes open.
"Lovi!?" All of a sudden a Spaniard with watery eyes was in my face, his hand wrapped tight around my own.
"Che! Bastard! Quit sobbing..." I glanced around the room. It was mine. Oh...right...
Memories came flooding back to me and I suddenly became very aware of the tomato bastards presence next to me.
"But LOVIII!" And then I was tackled by an enormous hug by a man who smelled like tomatoes. Oh, and might I mention I'm in LOVE with this tomato breath moron!
"CHIGI! GET THE FUCK OFF Of ME BEFORE I CATASTRATE YOU!" The persistent bastard simply ignored me as he kept wailing on my chest.
Chest... man... we're both men... so... I CANT BE GAY! Chigi! I hate him!
"Hey bastard! You're gay right!?" My face turned scarlet as I realized what the fuck I just asked him. Why the fuck did I ask him in the first place!?
That seemed to catch the dumb asses attention though...
His glossy green eyes looked up at me as he removed a single tear from his left eye. "Well... Yeah...? Lovi... for me it's more just an "I fall in love with whoever I fall in love with" kind of thing... I don't bother asking questions about fate~"
The Spaniard smiled at me happily and my face turned even darker. "Lovi~ You look like a tomato~ hahahaha~"
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE CRAP BREATH!"
A/N:
Kind of short chapter... hahaha... sorry it's been so long... so much for updatin sooner~ been movin~ and school~ and I totally just lost track of this story and had to rewrite this chapter like five times hahahahaa but hope ya liked it! should be finishin it up within the next couple of chapters so wish me luck in findin a good endin and updatin sooner! HAVE AN EPIC DAY~ (or night~)