I hate these stupid meetings, thought Lovino, They're pointless

Yes, it had finally been the day of the world meeting which was currently taking place in Madrid. When everyone had shown up, they seemed cheerful and bright to be there, however, upon seeing the nations who were pregnant, Lovino couldn't help but feel upset. He knew it was childish, to be jealous of them but it was just how he felt.

An hour Earlier

"Lovino I want you to be on your best behavior." Antonio reminded him.

"Piss off I'll act however I want to fucking act, bastard." The Italian didn't mean to sound so harsh but he hated when Antonio told him that, he wasn't a child anymore!

"And please," The Spaniard continued, obviously ignoring the rude comment, "Don't swear so much."

"It's my mouth and I'll fucking curse if I want to."

"Hm, well." Antonio calmly straightened out a pile of papers on the table in front of him, "We can find a much better use for your mouth after the meeting."

Lovino felt his face heat up and he just looked down at his own papers, why did Antonio have to say such embarrassing things?!. In less that a few seconds, the doors slammed open revealing none other than America.

"Sup dudes! I have to say it's really cool over here! Like i think I'm starting to get a tan already! Oh and Spain, dude your food here rocks!" America rambled on and on as he walked in."Come on Iggy!" The blonde nation shouted excitedly behind him.

The very pregnant nation of England came waddling in behind his lover, Lovino couldn't help note that his belly seemed even bigger than Feli's..

"I'm glad you two are here." Antonio cheerfully greeted.

"Thanks bro." Alfred smiled brightly.

"Yes, thank you." England, or Arthur, spoke politely, "I hope this time the meeting runs smoothly."

"I'm sure it will." Antonio assured him.

Alfred ran over to his long-time friend and embraced the Italian in a bone crushing hug. "Long time no see, 'Mano!"

"Yea I know.. Alfred you're kinda crushing me.." Lovino barely gasped.

"Oh crap!" Alfred immediately let go, "Sorry I forget about my strength!"

"Stupid bastard." Lovino jokingly said.

A sudden, 've~' let everyone know who was the next to arrive.

"Ciao everyone!" Feli smiled as he and Germany walked in next.

"Oh, hola Feli." Antonio greeted back.

"Ciao, idiota." Lovino muttered which earned him a disapproving nudge from Antonio beside him.

After those two came in, Austria, Hungary and Prussia were next to arrive, Lovino wasn't sure why Gil was there but he figured it was because Austria wanted him to be there. Gil and Hungary, or Elizabeta, were arguing as always while Austria glared at them with a hand on his too pregnant belly.

Little by little the nations all arrived and the meeting began.

Back to the Present

Now, in the middle of the meeting, Lovino was finding it difficult to pay attention as his lover spoke and led the meeting. His mind was too preoccupied looking at the pregnant nations in front of him, those being his little brother, England, Austria, Poland, Canada, Finland, Norway even China! Most of them were paying attention and even as they were, they had a hand on their belly or looked a bit surprised when their baby's kicked. It was sickening yet saddening at the same time. Even though it made his heart sink, Lovino couldn't look away, they each looked so happy and content especially when their lovers would feel on their swollen belly's.

As Antonio talked, his gaze traveled to Lovino and he noticed how distracted and upset he was. The Italian's face looked like it held another emotion but the Spaniard couldn't detect it. Instead he continued to speak about plans for environmental causes and such. He stopped for a moment allowing the other nations to take notes.

The Spanish nation leaned over and whispered, "Are you okay, Lovino?" to Italian beside him.

Lovino stood silent he didn't want to say a thing. So he simply shrugged his shoulders.

"Ooh I have a question!" Feli exclaimed, raising his hand.

"Oh-" Antonio looked back up, smiling as usual, "Okay, what's you're question?"

"Well, I was wondering- Oh!" The northern Italian nation stopped suddenly and placed a had over his baby bump.

The other nations, including Lovino, looked up at him.

"Are you okay?" Ludwig asked worriedly.

"Yea I'm fine!" Feli smiled, "The bambino just kicked a little hard. Naughty bambino, interrupting mama like that."

A feeling of being overwhelmed filled Lovino, the way Feli called himself a mama, it was sweet. Feli was going to be a mama, something Lovino knew he'd never be himself. Just thinking about that upset even more, all he could think about now was the fact that he'd probably never have a little one calling him mama like Feli surely would have in a few months.

"Aw that's so cute." Finland smiled happily, a hand on his own belly.

"May I feel your belly, Mr. Italy?" the small nation of Liechtenstein asked sweetly.

"Lili, don't ask now." Her brother, Switzerland, told her.

"No it's fine, go right ahead." Feli nodded.

After she felt on Feli's belly, the room instantly erupted in chatter about baby's, and Lovino couldn't handle it much longer.. He stood up and did what he thought he should; he rushed out of the room, going unnoticed by everyone except Alfred and Antonio that is. Alfred was the first to run out after him, part of the American knew Lovino wanted to be alone but the other part of him knew that Lovino probably really needed someone with him at the moment as well.

"Lovino!" Alfred called out upon bursting out through the double doors and into the hallway.

The nation's cerulean eyes quickly locked on his best friend who was sobbing uncontrollably into his hands. Just as Alfred went to run over to him, Antonio appeared, running over to the Italian himself.

"Lovino.." The Spaniard murmmered, simply just embracing his lover.

Lovino didn't fight, he didn't protest as he was engulfed in the embrace, how could he? In the state he was in, he needed someone to hold him, someone to tell him everything was going to be okay. In Lovino's mind, he was thankful for having Antonio there doing just that.

"I-I'm sorry for leaving.. I-I just-" Lovino began but was caught off by a small, gentle peck on the lips.

"Don't be sorry, mi amor. It's okay." Antonio assured him. "Just breathe and relax."

Obeying, the Italian nation took a deep breath to calm his sobs (which were now turning into hiccups). It worked for the most part but that didn't stop the steady flow of tears from his eyes. In all honesty, Antonio hated to see Lovino like this, he seemed so vulnerable, so fragile when he cried. It was a big transition from potty-mouthed and tough Lovino.

"I just hate seeing them all like that." Lovino spoke up, referring to the pregnant nations. "Why can't I have that..? Why can't we have that? It's not fair Antonio!" At the end, his voice rose with anger but quickly grew softer, just above a whisper. "I-It's not fair.."

The Spaniard definitely agreed with that, it wasn't fair, not one bit. He himself knew they'd be the perfect parents. He was happy for the expecting nations but that didn't stop him from being just as jealous as Lovino about the situation, being the kind hearted person he was, Antonio would never show his jealousy.

"Lovino, you're right, it isn't fair, but we will have a baby soon too." Antonio paused before continuing. "Why don't we go to the doctor tomorrow? They could help us out a lot more with this, maybe they could tell us why we're having trouble."

Lovino sniffled a little, wiping his blood-shot, teary eyes with his shirt sleeves. "O-Okay."

Antonio could only hold him tighter. "Everything will be okay, Lovi. Everything's gonna work out, I promise."

((A/N: Sorry for the sucky ending, I had to wrap it up quickly and such. Sorry it's taken me so long to update, I've also been really busy! So I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Review, lovelies, it always makes me happy to hear from you guys!))