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I Do Not Own Hetalia Nor Do I Own The Song

A light glowed dimly in the room, and Lovino slowly blinked his eyes open. He was surprised to find himself laying on a bed, which was oddly fluffy. He was afraid of the strange place unsure of why he was there. Then, his memories came flooding back. A potion had fallen on him. How hideous did he look? What was wrong with him? The Italian boy began frantically searching around the large room, which appeared to be a bedroom somewhere in Vlad's house, judging by the maroon-colored walls.

When he finally realized he was alone in the room, he began to panic. "Antonio!" He called out. The door instantly flew open, the Spaniard darting in, green eyes gazing at him with worry. Antonio sat down carefully on the bed, feeling a bit unsure of whether his friend was okay or not. However, Lovino flung his arms around him with surprising strength and pulled him closer. "Oh thank God! I thought I lost you!"

Wait, what?

Antonio's eyes were wide with surprise at the sudden outburst of his normally angry Italian friend. He was unsure of how to respond, awkwardly kissing Lovino's forehead before glancing towards the doorway, where the Magic Club members were huddled together, staring at the scene.

"I thought you said that potion wouldn't do anything to him, Lukas!" Arthur growled, glaring at his club member. The boy just shrugged in response, his blonde hair glinting in the light.

Lovino looked up at Antonio, his eyes wide. "What did the potion do? Do I look weird?" He asked curiously. Again, the Spaniard looked unsure of how to respond.

Bastard, you'd better tell me I look fucking amazing…

Tears began to well in the corners of Lovino's eyes. This surprised everyone in the room, even Lovino himself. "I do look weird, don't I? I look horrible?" Lovino asked sadly, laying his head on Antonio's shoulder.

Why in the hell am I crying? I don't give a damn how I look! What did that potion do to me?

This time, it was Arthur who replied. "Your appearance hasn't changed at all, surprisingly." The Brit crossed his arms over his chest, sighing heavily. "Though your personality seems to have changed quite a bit. It's rare that we make potions that don't end up altering another person's appearance, though. You should be lucky." Lovino nodded in response, wiping the tears from his eyes.

Go to hell, Arthur! My personality hasn't changed at all!

The Italian's arms were still tightly wrapped around Antonio possessively. The Spaniard still appeared confused by the whole situation, unsure of what he was supposed to do. He was use to Lovino cussing with every sentence he said, but now he was crying? And for no reason, too. He just couldn't handle the dramatic change. "Maybe coming here was a bad idea after all…." he mumbled, half to himself. The scared-looking Lovino, who still had his head leaned against his friend's shoulder, nodded slightly. "But it was still fun to hang out, right?" He asked, giving a small smile. Antonio smiled back. "Yeah, I guess it was, wasn't it?"

After a few moments of them just sitting there in silence, Antonio gently removed his friend's arms from around him and stood up. "Where are you going?" Lovino asked. He sounded like he was going to start crying again. That made Antonio want to start crying, thinking of his best friend in such a frightened state. "I was just going to go take a shower. We'll probably have to stay here until that potion wears off, so might as well get comfortable." Lovino noticed that there were two large suit cases in the far corner of the room, and Antonio walked over to them, pulling out some clean clothes and a towel. When did those get there, he wondered. "Plus," he added, "you need to get some rest. You look pretty tired and you've already had a rough day."

You're just trying to find some excuse to leave me, stupid tomato bastard!

"But I don't think I'll be able to fall back to sleep," Lovino mumbled pitifully. Antonio frowned at the sad face. Then, an idea seemed to pop into his head as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out the small green Ipod that he always carried with him, and walked over to hand it to Lovino. "You can listen to that if you want. To calm your nerves." After that, he walked to one of the several doors and opened it up, stepping inside as the light flickered on, then shutting the door behind him. The sound of running water was heard a few seconds later. Lovino sighed, unraveling the ear-buds from around the player and sticking them in his ears. With the click of a button, the player sprung to life. The song that it started with had use to be one of Antonio's favorites: "Spinning Around" By Jump5. Lovino smiled at the memory as the music flooded his ears, drowning out every other noise.

Make it Last, Take it slow.

The song was already about halfway over, Lovino realized, but he didn't feel like restarting it.

Just forget what you know, cuz that's the way it goes!

Trying to relax, he leaned back against the pillows at the head of the bed.

Spinning around, I've got this funny feeling! Turning my whole world upside-down!

Lovino found it funny how ironic the song was to his situation right now. The way he was thinking had been completely mixed up, and turned around.

I'll keep my heart, my eyes on you~! Cuz you keep me spinning around!

At that moment, the thought rushed to Lovino. No, not a thought. He knew it was without a doubt 100% true. "My thought and what I actually say…have switched places….."

Every now and then, I feel your peacefullness around me~….

Everything he thought of when he was with Antonio, he would now end up saying it. Antonio would learn how he really felt. And his bad language would end up in his head.

Then once again it all goes: up and down and over, under, round, and around!

However long this potion lasted, it was going to spill how he really felt for Antonio. This would not be fun, Lovino decided. This truly was a bad decision.

So how was this chapter? Is the potion sufficient enough to create a great story? Personally, I don't know, so please review! I'll update as soon as I can!