Second chapter hope you all like...I thought it could have come out better but you all could decide that too!

I do not own Hetalia *sobs*

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Lovino lay there waking up to the quietly sound of birds chirping in the early morning. He could feel his hips soar from the night before. That tomato bastard did it again…he thought to himself. He mentally sighed feeling his Spanish lover next to him. He snuggled a little closer to Antonio lying on his bare chest. He smelled of the tomato garden and fresh dirt, although Lovino would never admit it he loved moments like this. He loved waking up every morning knowing there is someone beside him. He loved the way the Spaniard would just spoil him rotten. He slowly began to close his eyes once more feeling the early morning sun softly kissing his exposed skin. He listened to Antonio's heartbeat like a lullaby as he could feel himself relax being in his arms. He just wanted the moment to last forever, neither wanting nor needing anything to ruin this perfect momen-. "Comme te po' Comme te po' Comme te po' capì chi te vò bene Si tu le parle 'mmiezzo americano," the Italian music that blasted from his cell phone disturbing the peaceful moment. He tried to ignore it but when Antonio began to stir from the peaceful sleep Lovino without opening his eyes sleepily reached near the table next to the bed and grabbed it. "Ciao?" he said clearly irritated by the perfect moment spoiler. He could feel Antonio shift positions now his head against Lovino's neck and his arms wrapped around his waist with their legs intertwined.

He could hear his brother on the other line saying things rapidly in Italian. Lovino only murmured, "Si's" pretending to listen. Then he hung up the phone turning into Antonio once more his mind processing what the hell his younger was talking about. "Who was it Lovi?" Antonio asked sleepily as he softly breathed in Lovino's scent.

"It was my fratello…" he replied the same way.

"Hmm…que paso?" he asked.

"Something about getting married…" both men stayed quiet for a moment registering the words that came from Lovino's mouth. Their eyes shot wide open as the both of them tried to sit up and bumping heads in the process. Lovino rubbed his head, "Idiot," he said looking at the phone and quickly tried to grab it. He missed the table and fell hitting his face straight on the floor. He got up on one arm trying to find the phone on the small night table while he tried untangled himself from the sheets and from Antonio. Finally grabbing the cell phone off the table his nose began to bleed. Antonio watched trying not to laugh at his frantic love while rubbing his forehead where they collided. Lovino dialed the number once more as he sat on the semi-warm floor on his knees.

"Ciao?" he could hear his brother say in his usual cheery voice.

"Idiot what do you mean you're getting married!" he yelled into the phone.

On the other line Feliciano just laughed he knew his brother would call back seeing as he took the news in way to quickly the last time. "That's what I mean I'm going to get married," he said looking at the ring on his finger.

Lovino stayed quiet at first, "D-Don't tell it's with that potato bastard?" he asked knowing full well what the answer would be.

"For the last time fratello he's not a bastard," he only said confirming Lovino's thoughts.

Lovino wiped the blood from his nose, "That bastard didn't even ask me if he could marry you," he said.

"Fratello…" Feliciano said trying to get his brother to be the least bit happy about the situation. "When Antonio asked you to marry him he didn't come and ask me," he said in his defense. Lovino sat there trying to come up with a good come back but admitted defeat by staying quiet. While that happened he didn't notice Antonio sneaking off the bed fully nude making his way over to where Lovino sat. "Can you come over we need to talk," he said.

Lovino sighed rubbing the back of his head, "Si, I'll see you in a bit."

"Ve~ grazie fratello," he said happily. Then a voice in the background seemed to have grabbed Feliciano's attention, "Oh Ciao fratello!"

"Ah…" Lovino began. "Congratulations, Sono felice per voi," he said before hanging up the phone. He sighed feeling a pair of arms going around him. He could feel the bare skins touch. Antonio hugged Lovino close and smiled at the red face Italian.

Noticing they were both still very nude Lovino tried to push of Antonio who pulled Lovino in for a kiss. Lovino's face growing redder with each movement of their mouths touching. Antonio pushed Lovino onto his back deepening the kiss and getting a soft grown from his love. Lovino ended up quitting putting up a fight to letting the Spanish ravish him. The kiss quickly turned from one of innocence to one full of passion. Even though Lovino knew his hips still hurt he didn't want to stop now. Their tongues playing in each other's mouth exploring it like it was all brand new again. A soft noise came from the back of both their throats one far from displeasure. Finally when both of their lungs begged for air they were forcefully separated but still connected by a thin line of saliva coming from each of their mouths. Lovino wrapped his arms around Antonio's neck bringing him back down for another kiss.

Now Lovino sat at the morning table he was more soar than he was last night. As Antonio set down breakfast in front of him he hit Antonio on the back of the head muttering bastard underneath his breath. Antonio only looked up and smiled childishly at him. Lovino's face was red but he still ate the breakfast in front of him. Antonio sat down next to him with a cup of coffee. He looked over at Lovino and looked at the ring Lovino on his finger. He smiled before taking a sip of his coffee. This year would mark three years of a beautiful, lovely marriage. "What time are we going to Feli's?" he asked looking at Lovino.

Lovino looked up from his plate before wiping his face, "Around three," he said. Antonio nodded. He set his fork down thinking about his younger brother getting married, "You think he'll be alright with that potato bastard?" he asked cautiously.

"You worry too much," Antonio replied grabbing Lovino's hand. Lovino didn't show his face that was now redder than a tomato and squeezed Antonio's hand gently. "They have together for five years you know it was bound to happen." Antonio said in a matter-of-factly tone.

Lovino knew it was going to happen sometime but he didn't expect it to be so soon. He looked up and showed a small smile to Antonio like he was thanking him for the reassurance.

Soon they were in front of Feliciano's door Lovino could feel the soft spring breeze blow through the air. Antonio only stood there alongside him holding his hand. The door opened showing an exact mirror image of Lovino with the exception of the curl in a different place. "Ve~ come in come in," Feliciano exclaimed moving out of the way and letting the couple inside of the house. Lovino grumbled a hello to Ludwig who only stood there watching the couple walk in. Antonio put up his hand signaling a hello to Ludwig who nodded at the gesture. Suddenly Feliciano grabbed Lovino by the other hand, "Lovino I need to talk to you…alone," he said in Italian except for the last part. Lovino looked at Antonio who let go of his hand with a smile. Then Feliciano dragged him to the kitchen where the tantalizing smell of fresh pasta filled his nostrils. "I-I need you to help me," Feliciano said.

Lovino looked at Feliciano confused, "To make pasta?" he said.

Feliciano shook his head, "With the wedding," this caught Lovino by surprise. "Ludwig and I talked about it and we want a wedding…" he said playing with the hem of his shirt.

"I-Idiota I-I'm no good with those kinds of things…why don't you go and ask Elizaveta or something," he said his face showing a look of annoyance.

"B-because I wanted my fratello to help me," he said as tears began to form in his eyes. He turned away his face looking at the pot of boiling pasta.

Lovino sighed in frustration, "Idiot don't cry," he said now feeling a wave of guilt coming over him. An awkward silence came in between them. Feliciano turned his back on his brother to the stove mixing the pasta in the pot. Then he began to boil some water for the pasta sauce. Lovino watched each movement of his brother and felt the guilt getting stronger pulling at his heart strings. "I'll help you idiot," he mumbled in defeat. He could see Feliciano's face light up as he jumped up and down and hugged his brother. "G-get off of me!" he said trying to pull his brother off of him.

"Grazie fratello," he said looking at him and smiling his usual wide grin. "Want to help me make pasta?" He said happily. Lovino only nodded as he rolled up his sleeves and both brothers began to make the pasta.

At home Lovino was laying down forcefully on Antonio's chest Antonio's arm around his waist. Lovino began to think of the events that happened and remembered the story how Feli told him. He thought of passing his brother off to that potato loving bastard and remembered what his grandfather Romulus had said to him before he died. Take care of your little brother, were his grandfather's last word that passed his lips as he smiled closing his eyes for the last time. The words rung in his head like a song you had stuck there forever. Antonio could feel Lovino tense up as he looked at his little lover who had a worry look. "Lovi…are you okay?" Antonio asked worry thick in his voice he hated to see his little tomato like this.

Lovino looked up his face quickly changing he nodded his head,"I'm going to bed," he said getting up from the Spaniards grip. Antonio didn't want to force him down he just wanted his little tomato to feel better. Although he knew that Lovino was going to have a fight with himself and no matter how much he wanted to help he couldn't.

Lovino changed into his night clothing and crept into the shared bed. He held the tomato plush close to him it smelled just like Antonio. This calmed his nerves just a little when he opened his eyes to the dark room all he could think about was his little brother. He wondered if everything was really going to be alright. If Feliciano was actually ready for something like this…but he knew that was stupid putting his hand over his eyes he's been committed to the same fucking person for five dam years he thought. Lovino brought his arm up to his face covering his eyes as he lay on his back. When suddenly something touched his face and he knew it what it was. It was his wedding ring. He smiled to himself remembering how Antonio had purposed to him.

It was sometime in December that he and Antonio had gone out for some coffee. They had been dating for a while since then probably three years. Lovino knew he loved the bright, spontaneous, outgoing Spaniard but he always had doubts. He always wondered why someone would love him, why would someone love so bad mouthed, so mean, so…so him. Nonetheless Antonio had been head over heels with the Italian ever since they met back in high school. It wasn't till they both graduated that Antonio had finally confessed to Lovino who accepted him gladly.

That day though Antonio had been acting weird and Lovino noticed the usually oblivious Spaniard was known paying attention to every little detail. He also seemed to bit more jumpy than usual which made Lovino uncomfortable. As they sat in the coffee shop the usually talkative Antonio stayed quiet. "Alright what's wrong with you?" Lovino said getting straight to the point as usual.

Antonio jumped at the sudden question, rubbing the back of his neck he looked nervously at Lovino a slight blush crossing his face. He sighed grabbing Lovino's hand and pulling the both of them outside in the cold where it snowed away from the warmth of the café. He kept on walking Lovino trying to keep up but failing miserably. "Bastard where are you taking me?" he asked confused. Just then he noticed building that all seemed familiar. The bakery to his right was covered in snow but the familiar smell of fresh bread crawled out and went into his nastrils. An old shop that sold used toys and such had Christmas light on the windows and had a sale sign. He knew the sight in front of him the street he walked this was the way to his old high school. Why would he need to go there? He thought as they got closer and closer to the tall school that was now in sight. Antonio continued to drag him along until they reached the big fountain in front of the gates. He stopped causing Lovino to run into him. "Hey watch it," he said. His face red he turned to Lovino and sat him down on the cold edge of the fountain. Lovino looked at him confused his cheeks red from the cold.

Antonio proceeded to go down on one knee, "L-Lovino Vargas will you marry me?" he said his face looking hopeful up at his. Lovino sat there looking at him as he pulled out a small black box and handed opened it slowly revealing the diamond ring inside it shined against the snow falling around it.

He smiled a smile that he usually kept hidden as tears began to form in his eyes. All this time he thought he wasn't liked, that Antonio had been pushing him away. He was happy as tears fell down his face and hugged Antonio close with an emotion he really didn't show. Antonio kissed him gently on his forehead then on his lips. Their mouths warm against the frigid air that surrounded them.

The next morning he found himself in the arms of Antonio holding him tightly. He took a deep shaky breath. He knew he had to let go of his little brother if he ever wanted him to be happy and that's all he's ever wanted for him.

A couple of days later.

There Lovino and Feliciano had been looking through magazines. These were not normal magazines though, they were catalogs for…wedding dresses. Lovino sighed, "Why don't you just wear a suit?" he asked in annoyance after looking at so many dresses.

"Ve~ because I want to wear one," he said.

"Idiota! That's not a good enough reason!" he said hitting him on the back of the head. Feliciano rubbed the back of his head making a pouting face when suddenly he saw something that stood out and caught his interest. He pointed at the dress showing his older brother. "T-That one?" Lovino asked a slight blush coming over his face. "I-Isn't that a little too…s-sexy?" he choked out.

Feliciano only shook his head and pleaded with his brother. That day it ended up with a call to the bridal shop.

"Right this way," a woman with black hair said leading them to a dressing room. "In here are the dresses you wanted." She said smiling and then left the four men. Feliciano peaked into the dressing room and had a bright grin.

"Ve~ They got it right!" he happily exclaimed as he and Lovino went inside. While Antonio and Ludwig sat outside getting a couple of stares from other ladies passing by eyeing them like a child in a candy shop. "Here you go," they could hear Feliciano said.

"I-Idiota I'm not wearing that!" Lovino practically yelled. Then fighting screaming and slight laughter came from the dressing room. The duo in the chairs just looked at the dressing room getting even more stares from the crowd. As the same sales woman came to check up Ludwig simply waved his hand to tell her it was okay. They both shifted uncomfortably in their seats. What were they doing that was making so much noise?

Then the curtain pulled open. There stood Feliciano and Lovino both wearing wedding dresses. The dresses were strapless with a corset each decorated with beading in the breast area. The dresses had a short front only reaching the middle of the thighs as the rest flowed behind with ruffles. The two men sitting felt sudden nose bleeds coming on. Lovino was completely red and Feliciano just stood there standing like the idiot like he was. Lovino sighed in frustration, "Ve~ do you like it?" Feliciano asked. The two men just sat there speechless looking at the creamy tanned leg skin exposed. Then Ludwig snapped out of it clearing his throat a bright blush on his face and only nodded. Lovino let out a "Chig," before wanting to close the curtain. "Ve~ let's take a picture!" Feliciano said. He closed the curtain pulling out his cell phone and looking into the mirror.

"N-no," Lovino said but was overpowered by the sudden strength of Feliciano. He snapped the picture but Lovino had a weird face on. "I-If we're going to take a picture let's do it right," he said not believing he was actually agreeing to this. The two posed and snapped the picture, "Do not and I mean do not send that to anyone okay?" Lovino said more like a threat than a remark. Feliciano put his hand to his head like a salute nodding his head. Lovino sighed once more, "L-Let's get out of this shit," he said. Although secretly he did admit he looked pretty dam good in one of those things.

He woke up sore once more. He remembered as soon as they entered the house Antonio had jumped on him like a cat on its prey. He did enjoy it though so there was really no room to complain. He buried his red face into Antonio's chest breathing in his scent. The soft breeze blowing in through the opened window and tickling his exposed his. He snuggled closer to Antonio and putting a hand gently on his chest. Then his phone went off. Now who the fuck is bothering me! This time though it wasn't just his phone it was Antonio's as well.

Feliciano stared at his phone, this isn't good frattelo is going to kill me! He stared at his phone screen shaking in fear. He didn't mean to send the picture of the two of them to everyone in his contacts! Yep he's definitely going to kill me. He hung his head low as Ludwig walked in with coffee in his hand and staring at Feliciano with worry.

Antonio stirred in his sleep hearing the familiar ringtone coming from his phone. He nudged closer to Lovino who just ignored the noise. Antonio sat up slowly grabbing his phone while rubbing one eye. When he looked down he saw he had a message it was from Feliciano and it was a picture message. He opened the message and stopped he was now wide awake. Lovino was in the picture making the sexiest face he had ever seen. His lip was pouting his eyes were seductive and his body was curved out. He looked back at Lovino who looked at him wondering why he was just sitting there. He saved the picture to his phone and closed the message. He smiled laying back down in bed with Lovino until he made sure he was completely back asleep then checking his phone and there was the same picture. He deleted it and kissed him on top of the head and laying back down next to him. What he didn't know wouldn't hurt him, he said smiling to himself. Unknown to him that same picture had been sent to everyone else in Feliciano's contact list.

Feliciano sat in the corner shaking while Ludwig tried to calm him down. He was afraid his brother would slash through the door any moment now. For the rest of the day he would not see or hear form Lovino who lay quietly next to smiling love.

When there on the phone Lovino say Congradulations, I'm happy for you!

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