Mona: Hey guys, I've been getting awesome reviews on this story, to thank you guys I decided to update again. This next chapter is torture for our poor Italian. I feel really bad for picking on Romano, but if I didn't who else would? So anyway again I own nothing! I hope you guys really enjoy this chapter, and please keep reviewing.
~Mona out! ^U^
The next day he woke up on the floor to a harsh pain exploding in his side. With much difficulty he managed to register where he was, the floor of their apartment, and the pain in his side was his father kicking him. He was also yelling at him loudly which did not help his headache at all. His foggy fevered brain began trying to comprehend what was being said with much effort, "Hey you little fucker, your going to be late for school." 'Damn', he thought jolting to his feet, stumbling a bit from dizziness, but he just brushed it off as getting up too fast. It was pouring, but his dad refused to drive him to school, so he ran all the way there in the rain. When he got there he slammed the door open to his first class and began to explain saying, "I'm so sorry I'm late sir!" Mr. Kirkland look annoyed, and turned to lecture him about being late, but as soon as he caught sight of the pitiful state the boy was in and sighed just telling him, " I'll give you break today, but don't be late again. Now go change into some dry clothing."
Stuttering out a quick thank you, he noticed he had forgot his gym clothes so he asked Feli if he could borrow his spare pair. With much persuading he allowed it and soon Lovino was wearing dry clothing again. Even though he was drier he still felt cold and was shivering. Not only that his head was throbbing. He re-entered the class room and sat at his desk, trying not to drift off during the boring lecture. As the day wore on thing just kept getting worst. He ended up falling asleep in his third hour math class and Mr. Oxentierna slammed a ruler on his desk for falling asleep in his class, fuck that guy is scary. His teaching assistant being the exact opposite though, had apologized and asked if he had been hurt, man they were an odd couple. Damn, he could already feel he had the makings of a fever, he could not be sick today of all days.
Finally lunch rolled around, and he thought, 'Maybe I could fall asleep at one of the table, I'm not that hungry anyway.' Actually he was feeling a bit nauseous and he was getting dizzy just standing there. His thoughts were interrupted when someone decided to latch on to him , not know who he elbowed them sharply in the ribs, "Ow, Lovi that hurt!"Recognizing the whiney voice he spun around, he found himself face to face with the Spanish boy from his last hour class, "What the hell did you think you were doing, bastard?" Pouting Antonio replies, "Hugging you, I wanted to see you again. Please come sit at our table." Glaring intensely, " From behind you pervert and no I wont sit at your stupid table." The Spaniard whine annoyingly, "Come on Lovi it'll be fun." He attempted to drag him but the stubborn Italian wouldn't budge. The albino from Antonio's table gets up offering assistance, " Need help?" And, Tonio replies pathetically, "Please." The Prussian then proceeds to sling the small Italian, over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Now Lovino's pissed and begins shouting, "Let me the fuck go you potato bastard!" Rolling his eyes not caring about the unwanted attention their drawing, replies," Yeah, yeah kid get over it." After being carried they get to the table and the albino sets him on a chair. Not really giving a fuck anymore he stayed put. Antonio, began introducing him to the other two boys at the table, the potato bastard was Gilbert ,and on his head was Gilbird, the creepy french pervert was Francis.
At this point he could been sitting with a bunch of monkeys and still could of cared less. Though that Francis guy kind of scared him, but he'd never admit that. Now he actually sat down he realized that he felt like utter crap and leaned forward to rest his fevered forehead on the cool table top. With a worried expression on his face asks, "Lovi, what's wrong are you not feeling well?" Noticing his recent action is drawing attention, he reluctantly lifts his head, "Yeah, just tired." Which wasn't completely a lie he had spent half the night clean the apartment. Tonio still looked unsure, but unable to pester him more about it because Gilbert interrupts, "Hey, Mattie over here!" Lovinio looked over at the boy just in time to see, Gilbert pull a boy out of thin air.
What the fuck, how the hell did he do that, his fever must really be getting to him. Apparently his name is Matthew and he's that creepy Americans brother, figure he looked familiar. Then the annoying, but slightly attractive Spaniard began tapping on his shoulder. He turns to him pissed and snaps, "What!" Brushing off the harsh reply, " Would you like a Tomato Lovi?" Lovino's mouth watered at this, he absolutely loved tomatoes, but his father wouldn't but them for him. Accepting the offer he took the shining red orb and brought it to his mouth biting into it letting the flavor burst in his mouth. The Spanish boy chuckled a bit, "I guess you liked it." Lovino just nodded busy munching on his tomato.
Thank god the day finally ended, he felt like absolute shit, and his head was pounding. Sure it sucked that he had to walk home, but it was better then nothing. Then he noticed something he dreaded, Sadiq(turkey) was following him, fuck. Thinking to himself, 'Just pretend you didn't see him and walk away.,' Sadly as we all know that doesn't work and Lovino finds himself on the ground getting the crap beaten out of himself. Antonio, who had been follow his Lovi had just lost him and was now trying to find him again. He finds him but what he sees isn't pretty. Horrified he watches as Lovino throws up on Sadiq shoes. Repulse, he kicks the small boy in the stomach and Lovino lets out a cry of pain and Sadiq sneers, "You little piece of shit!" Now Antonio's pissed and we all know what happens when we piss off Tonio, "Hey, knock it off you asshole!" Sadiq chuckles, "Or what?" Seeing that Sadiq is distracted Lovino slips away unnoticed as Antonio starts beating the crap out of Sadiq. When he's through with that he begins looking around for the spicy Italian, noticing he's no where to be found. It begins to rain again so Antonio sets off to find the smaller boy, "Lovi! Lovi, where are you?"Thunder crashes in the dark sky and he hears a barely audible whimper coming from an alleyway. "Lovi?" He says as he begins searching the alleyway.
There he find him curl up against a wall covering his ears, crying. Not saying a word for once in his life, he wraps his coat around the shivering boy and scoops him up into his arms. "Don't." He weakly protests unconsciously snuggling into the larger mans warmth, "Shh, its okay. Lovi where do you live?" Telling him the tomato bastard beings heading in that direction. Being so cozy in his arms, Lovi quickly drifts to sleep.
b/c
Mona: Awww Roma your so cute in this chapter.
Ro: I'm not cute you she devil!
Mona: Fine, okay guys I hope you enjoyed this chapter and the next chapter is in progress as we speak so I will try to update as soon as I can. Please review! That's all I've got so bye.
~Mona out! ^U^