I have so much homework~ I don't know how I'm going to deal with the rest of school if I can't even handle this year :'( but, life goes on and I'm forever happy with how much you guys like my story. I can't wait to write another one!

The three boys walked down the street. Arthur was dragging his nearly full wheelie bag thing behind him (and a number of cloth bags containing things that wouldn't fit in the wheelie bag), staring at all the different buildings they passed. Everything was so lively! Even after the many wars in recent years, this small town seemed to be so happy.

"I wish they didn't have to ration things so strictly! I haven't had chocolate since I was four!" complained Feliciano, dragging his bag of recently bought groceries.

"Indeed. I hope the day they stop rationing sweets comes soon" Arthur said glancing at some items that resembled sweets in a shop window. (A/n: Fun fact: sweet rationing didn't stop 'till about eight years after WW2. The more you know.)

"Stupid heads! It'll take forever for the rationing to stop and you know it. Everything sucks after those two particularly sucky bitch fights" Said Lovino who was also carrying his fair share of food.

"You mean the wars." Corrected Arthur

"Yeah, the great big bitch fights of the 20th century. It's all anyone is going to remember this century for"

"That's not true!" Said Feliciano

"No it's not true" started Lovino "Some other country is going to come along and start a bigger war, and then we'll be remembered for that too-"

"I'm sorry to interrupt your, um… civilised conversation, but isn't this where we're supposed to buy our bread?" Arthur gestured to a bakery. He could see Vash reading a newspaper at the counter. Arthur entered.

"Yeah, let's just get our fucking bread and go home"

"Ve~ you shouldn't swear so much, Lovi"

Lovino paused, successfully blocking the door way and preventing his brother from entering the bakery "You got a problem with it?" Lovino was ticked off. In the last ten minutes he had come to the realisation that life sucked.

Feliciano stayed quiet (for once) and watched Arthur purchase a few loafs of bread from Vash. Lovino death glared his brother and Feli just continued to watch Arthur and Vash chat. Arthur spotted the tension between his two Italian friends and decided to try and get them to stop fighting or at least stop glaring. Vash went back to his newspaper as Arthur left the store.

"You two have done nothing but fight this whole trip!" Arthur barked "As punishment you… um… have to…" Arthur paused and looked into the window of a nearby shop "buy a bike"

The two Italians glanced at each other and smiled "What?" Lovino laughed "That's like the worst idea for punishment ever!"

"That's really funny~" Feliciano started to giggle.

"Didn't you need to talk to Vash? Go do it." Said Arthur as he tried to stop the inevitable teasing

"No, it can wait 'till tomorrow!" Said Feliciano through his cackling

After much laughter from Feli and Lovi and lots of glares from Arthur, the brothers got out their wallets. The two looked at each other.

They started to talk to each other in rapid Italian, as if to decide whether or not they would get the bright red (Tomato red?) bicycle they had seen in the window

"We got some money from nonno a few days ago. Early birthday money we guess. There's not a whole lot to buy in this town so a bike doesn't sound like a bad idea" Said Lovino.

That day, the three boys went home with no money in their pockets, some food, and a brand new bike.

"We must name it!" Said Lovino as they neared home

"Tomato!" said Feliciano

"It's too badass for just tomato" the brothers turned to Arthur. "Name it." Said Lovino

"It's your bike, you can name it" Arthur said

"Name it Arthur. You made us buy it" Lovino persisted.

"Yeah Arthur, You made us buy it. You name it." Said Feliciano

"…badass… tomato?" Arthur was unsure of this name, but from the smiles he'd received he guessed he'd picked an okay name.

"From this day forth this bike shall be known as the badass tomato!" Said Lovino as they neared the orphanage

It was getting close to lunch time and Feliciano was complaining about being hungry.

"We'll be back soon, retard! Stop being such a pussy!" said Lovino. As if trying to contradict him, Lovino's stomach growled louder than Feliciano's had "Fuck."

"Um… Why don't we talk about where you guys came from 'till we arrive?" Arthur just wanted the two to stop complaining about food.

"Yeah! That's a great idea~ I come from Milan, but Lovi came from somewhere else I can't remember the name of~" Said Feliciano happily

"It's Matera, dumbass" Lovino glared at his air headed brother for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

"Oh yeah…"

"So you guys came from different parts of Italy?"

"Yup~ we were raised apart because of our parents. Lovi stayed with mamma while I went to live with papa"

"Your parents must have been very different" speculated Arthur. Indeed, the differences between the brothers were many.

"I wouldn't know. I never met papa. The only reason me and Feli know each other now is because they both died or disappeared or some shit" said Lovino, hopping onto the badass tomato. He picked up Feliciano and put him on the shiny metal back seat.

"We'll meet you at home, I'm too hungry to walk at this pace" with this Lovino set off at an impressive speed down the road. Arthur was alone.

'Well that was rude.' Arthur supposed that Lovino didn't want to talk about that subject anymore. Oh well, it was only another few minutes until he arrived back anyway. He was still slightly ticked off, but what could he do? At least they'd taken their bags with them. Less for Arthur to carry.

"Hello Arthur-san, taking a walk I see" said a voice from beside him. Finally, a ninja with the correct nationality.

"Hello Kiku. I'm just bringing the shopping home"

"Oh, would you like some help carrying the bags? They can be such a nuisance sometimes"

"Yes please"

Kiku picked up two of the four bags Arthur had been carrying and the two boys walked the rest of the way engaged in polite conversation.

When they arrived, Ralph was sitting on the front steps with a blonde boy who had two large curls on either side of his head and green eyes. Ralph had a black eye and many more cuts and bruises on his face and shins. Arthur obviously wasn't too worried as he'd put the bags he was carrying in the kitchen and placed their contents in the correct spot before he came to his cousin's aid.

"What happened?" asked Arthur.

Sorry, I'm really tired so Imma leave this here. Have fun imagining what Arthur and Kiku talked about. It could've been anything. Please review, vote for the winner or whatever, just enjoy the story I guess. HAPPY COOKIES TO ALL WHO GOT THIS FAR.