Warning: Contains Language.
"Well, I don't believe that everyone loves your brother more than you." You said as you fiddled with the hem of your dress; swinging your eight year old legs back and forth as you sat on a bench in the park with your best friend, Lovino Vargas.
"Oh yeah?" retorted Lovino, "Then why does everyone like my stupid fratello?!" He grunted before staring at the grass beneath him, his face pulled into a childish pout.
"Not everyone. Trust me Lovi." you said quietly. Lovino glared at your usage of his nickname but he ignored it by saying nothing. You took this as a chance to continue, "You know, there's this girl that I know."
"She really, really likes you. And by like I mean 'Like-like' you know what I'm saying?" Lovino blushed before feining boredom, obviously trying not to show his interest. He nodded before waiting for you to continue,
"She really does Lovi! With all her heart! More than you even know!! She always supports you and is always willing to do everything for you! She really just wants to stay by your side forever an ever you know!" you say with eagerness, determined to get your point across to Lovino. You then continued on your little rant.
"Okay, Okay. I get it! Dammit, she likes me!" cried Lovino, he was beginning to get annoyed with your rant, "But will you tell me one thing ragazza?!" You cocked your head in curiosity and asked,
Lovino sighs before noticing your parents and his grandfather making their way towards you.
"Who is this girl that you're talking about?"
You blush, hesitating to give an answer. You then hear the voices of your parents calling for you, and the voice of Lovino's grandfather calling for him. Lovino looks to your for an answer while you silently debate in your head. After a couple of seconds you make up your mind by giving him a soft kiss on his cheek whispering,
Lovino stares at you in surprise as you run to your parents. You looked back at Lovino with a blush on your face as you bid him goodbye.
The very next day, you left to return to your home country.
---Ten Years Later---
You groan as you pulled the covers over your head; obnoxious knocking being heard on your door. You waited a couple of minutes before dragging yourself out of bed and into the living room; your blanket draped around your body. When you reached the door, you yawned and glanced through the peephole wondering who on earth could be knocking on your door at seven in the morning. Seeing who it was, you groaned in annoyance before openening the door.
"What do you want?!" you say in irritation. You stare daggers at the three men who stood at your door. Those three men had been friends with you since your freshman year in high school and decided to dub themselves as the Bad Friends Trio. The trio consisted of a Spaniard named Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, a German named Gilbert Beilschmidt, and a Frenchman named Francis Bonnefoy. All three of them were obnoxious in their own way and you often wondered how you became friends with them.
"Ouch, that is harsh ma cherie. We're your friends non?" spoke Francis, he placed a hand over his heart dramatically. You sigh and facepalm at the Frenchman's dramatic habits.
"It's seven in the morning, why are you here so early?" you ask again, only this time you weren't as annoyed. The trio stared at you in confusion,
"Did you forget (Name)?" asked Antonio, a concerned look painted across his face. You slowly nodded your head, wondering what he meant. You turned to look at Gilbert but raised an eyebrow when you saw him with his usual smirk.
"Well, it's no big deal." spoke Gilbert, he turned to Antonio and Francis and began to drag them away from your apartment door, "But don't blame us frau, when you end up late for your first day in college." You swore before slamming your door closed, and you rushed to get yourself ready for class.
Later on (after college) you decided to give a well earned smack to your German friend,
"What was that for (Name)?!" he exclaimed, Francis and Antonio snickered. You only ignored Gilbert's exclamation as the four of you headed to your part time job in a small cafe. It has only been a week since you moved back to (Country), the last time you where there was ten years ago. You decided to move back because of college and the Bad Friends Trio, being the friends they are decided to join you and keep you company. Knowing their womanising personalities, you were glad that you didn't live with them but you still ended up in the same apartment complex as them. As you walked, you unknowingly bumped into someone.
"Watch where you're going you damn bastard!"
You looked up to see a young man with dark auburn hair which had a strange curl and golden eyes. His face was pulled into a frown. You felt that this person was familiar but you could not put your finger on it.
"Ah, I'm sorry." you said absentmindedly, your mind still wondering why this person was familiar. The man scoffed before storming off. You looked around to see your friends standing behind you with unusual expressions on their faces.
"Well that was rude." spoke Francis, "He should have apologised to (Name)."
"He looks kind of cute," replies Antonio, "Like a little tomato!"
"What the hell?! I thought you were interested in girls Toni?!" cried Gilbert.
"I am!" cried Antonio, "He just looks like this kid I used to know when I was younger!"
"That's right. You and (Name) used to live in this country before didn't you?" asked Francis. Antonio nodded before noticing your faraway expression.
"(Name)? Did you find him familiar too?" asked Antonio. You snapped out of your daze before nodding. Antonio chuckled before ruffling your hair affectionately. You smile at the trio before continuing to make your way to your part time job.
"Come on you three." you said, "We better go or we'll be late." You then pushed out all thoughts of the young man you bumped into.
---Le Time Skip---
"James and Helen are apples!"
"I'll be a grape!"
"Oh oh! I want to be Pasta!!"
"Feliciano! Pasta is not a fruit! You can be a tomato!"
"Vee! Okay! ....What about (Name)?"
"Eh?" you stared at the other kids as they began to take their seats in a circle. Feliciano came up to you,
"Vee, come on (Name)! Let's play!!" The two of you sat in a circle as all the fruits were called out. Time passed, and the riceball was never called.
"Lovi! There you are! Where were you? Recess is almost over you know." You called out to the boy sitting outside under the trees alone in the playground. Lovino grunted before turning his back to you.
"Aren't you supposed to be playing with those other kids and my idiota fratello?!"
You walked over to Lovino and sat by him under the trees. You wiggled your feet together and hummed silently,
"Yeah. But I decided to leave because they never called the riceball."
"I don't really care-- wait, a riceball is clearly not a damn fruit?!"
"Yeah. That's why I left. Well, I also wanted to be with you too." You giggled as Lovino blushed at your comment, "Antonio's right! You really do look like a tomato!"
"Sh-shut up! The damn tomato bastard is just an idiot! Don't listen to him!"
Your giggling then turns into laughter at Lovino's face flushes into darker shades of red. You wipe your eyes from the tears as Lovino calms down. You could've sworn that you saw him give you a small smile.
'Aaaaiiisuuuuu!! Aaaaaiiisuuuu! Aisu ja nai!!! Aisuuuuuuuu!!!!'
You woke with a start as your cellphone rang by your bedside. You picked it up after glancing at the caller ID "What the hell Gilbert?! Stop changing my ringtone!"
"Kesesesesesese! Awesome ringtone isn't it?"
"Yeah yeah...anyway you woke me up. So what do you need?"
"Well, the three of us are already here at the mall and we were wondering if you'd like to join us for lunch."
"Really? Sure. I guess."
"Great! See you in an hour!" Gilbert hung up and you lazily dragged yourself out of bed. You rubbed your eyes as you thought back to the dream you had of when you were still younger.
"That's right." You muttered to yourself, "Lovi..." It was ten years since you last saw your best friend and childhood crush, scratch that, your best friend and eternal crush. As much as you were happy to be back in (Country), you were guilty to the fact that you forgot what he looked like. Sadly he didn't like having his picture taken so you had no photos of Lovino. You shook the thought out of your head and got ready to have lunch with the Bad Friends Trio.
"Great! You made it!" You smiled as Antonio stood up to give you a hug, which you returned happily. You then proceeded to hug the other two members; Francis more cautiously than the rest. You sat down in a seat and glanced at the place you were at.
"This place..." you muttered. Antonio noticed this and smiled,
"Si! You remembered!" Francis and Gilbert glanced at the two of you in confusion.
"Hey, mind letting us in on this whole thing?" asked Gilbert. You laughed and explained,
"This place we're at. It's a popular Italian cafe that I loved to go to. I came here often with my family, and occasionally Antonio and his family would join us." Francis smiled,
"So, this is THAT place cherie?" he asked, his smile widening. You blushed,
"Y-Yeah." You muttered; your cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
"Lovi! Lovi! Look! This cafe has your favourite pizza!" You cried happily; pointing at the menu. Lovino blushed,
"Yeah, whatever ragazza." he said frowning.
"Vee! Don't be like that fratello! (Name) is joining us for lunch! Isn't that special?" Lovino's younger brother Feliciano sat across from the two of you, a blissful smile on his face. Their grandfather; who was beside Feliciano, chuckled,
"Feliciano's right Lovino. It's not everyday you have a bella joining you for lunch." Their grandfather winked making the two of you blushed.
"O-Oh. Thank you." You say quietly, "But I'm not that beautiful."
"Nonsense! You're a beautiful bella! Right fratello?" cried Feliciano, worsening your blush. You looked at Lovino who only hid his face in the menu,
"She's alright....I guess." he muttered. Feliciano looked appalled,
"Alright?! But fratello! (Name) is very, VERY beautiful!" You blushed at Feliciano's words, but little did you know that Lovino was blushing behind the menu. Obviously not wanting to admit to your beauty. You watched the brothers argue while the chuckles of their grandfather was heard in the background.
"Kids." he mused to himself.
"Huh? What place?!" cried Gilbert, upset with the fact that he was being left out. Francis chuckled and placed an arm aroun his German friend,
"This, mon amie, was the very cafe where our dear little (Name) would have lunch with her childhood crush and his family." said Francis, enlightening Gilbert who grinned.
"Oh? So our frau had a crush?" asked Gilbert, "Interesting. Kesesesesesese!" You felt uneasy but shrugged it off when a waiter came to take your orders. The four of you ceased your conversation to browse the menu for your lunches.
After lunch you decided to join the Bad Friends Trio as they decided to (*coughcough*Troll*coughcough*) explore the mall. The three of them went into various shops while you decided to watch them. As much as you would like to do your own shopping, you found yourself wanting to keep an eye on them and make sure they don't get into trouble. As you thought that, you realised that your habit of watching them was what made you friends with them in the first place. When you met them in your freshman year of high school, your teacher decided that you were to be their guide and told you to keep an eye on them. You shook your head and laughed at the memory, before stumbling to the ground as someone bumped into you.
"What the hell?!" You looked up to see the same young man that you bumped into the day before. He glanced at you before frowning, "You again?! Are you stalking me?!" he cried. You stare at him apalled,
"Me? Stalking you?! What makes you think that I'd stalk a rude bastard like you?!" You stood up and brushed yourself off, looking around you found that the Bad Friends Trio were no where to seen. "Great. Now because of you, I lost my friends!" You huffed before walking away, but as you did you were grabbed by the wrist.
"Wait!" You turned around to face the young man who had a blush on his face. "I-I didn't mean to be so rude......" he trailed off as you stare at him, the same feeling of familiarity washing over your mind.
"So? How about it?" You snap from your daze,
"What?" You asked. The young man became flustered and started to storm off,
"Dammit, weren't you listening?! I offer to help you find your friends and---"
"You're gonna help me find my friends?" You ask, cutting him off. The young man turns to you; his face still red.
"Yeah....the least I could do..." he muttered. You smiled,
"Thank you so much!"
'Pa-ra-ri Pari Pa-ri Pari~'
You glanced at the young man who shook his head and pointed at your bag. You then took out your cellphone; looking at the caller ID you then placed the phone to your ear. "Hello?"
"Ma cherie, where are you?" You sighed before answering your French friend,
"At the mall Francis. And how do you three keep changing my ringtone without me knowing?"
"It's a secret~ Anyway, we're here at the park so meet us quickly okay?"
"The park?! That was fast. See you there, I guess." You hung up the phone before turning to the young man.
"Looks like my friends are at the park. Too bad I don't remember where that is." You muttered, mostly to yourself. The young man sighed before saying,
"I know where the damn park is. I'll take you there...only if you want." He said, covering his blushing face with the back of his hand. You giggled at the sight. "What?!" he demanded.
"I'm sorry." You said, holding your giggles, "It's just that you remind me of someone I know that's all." The young man scoffed before walking off.
"Hey!" You called out, "Where are you going?!"
"Do you want me to bring you to the park or what?!" He replied angrily. You said a quiet "oh" before running after him. "Idiota." He said.
"By the way. What's your name?" You ask the young man as the two of you exit the mall. He hesitated for a moment before replying,
"Call me Romano."
"Romano? Do you go to (College name)?" You ask again,
"Yeah? Does it mean a damn thing to you?" He replied.
"So you're THAT Romano." You muse to yourself. Romano turns to look at you.
"What the hell are you on about?" He demands. You only shrugged your shoulders before replying,
"Well, I go to (College name) too. I heard a lot about you from the other girls. You're pretty popular." You say. Romano turns his head away so you couldn't see his blush. "But tell me something Romano." Romano turns to you with a quizzical look. "I also heard that as much as you flirt with the other girls, you never had a girlfriend at all. Why?"
"It's none of your damn business." he said almost immediatly. This made you suspicious but you decided not to pry. The two of you then continued to walk in silence, but it wasn't an awkward silence which you were okay with.
As you reached the park, you saw the Bad Friends Trio gathered by a bench, obviously looking at something. "What on earth are they..." You were going to ask yourself but then you were spotted by Antonio who called out to you.
"(Name)! Take a look at this!!" You jogged up to the trio, unaware of Romano's confused and shocked expression. He went after you, standing behind you and the Bad Friends Trio.
"Look! We found this box buried by the bench!" Gilbert held up the box to you, which you took in your hands.
"How did you find this?" You say slowly. Gilbert turned to you before replying,
"Gilbird found it." You blinked, not remembering that Gilbird was with them whole time. Francis then spoke up; his eyebrow raised.
"As much as I'd like to wonder what the box is, I'm more curious about your companion (Name)." You looked at Francis in confusion before turning to see Romano behind you. He stared at the box wide eyed,
"T-That...I buried that years ago w-when--" He was cut off as you dropped the box in shock.
"Lovi, what are you doing?" You asked as Lovino crouched by the park bench; his back towards you. As you approached him, he turned to face you, a light blush on his cheeks.
"I-It's a time capsule." He says.
"A time capsule?" You ask. Lovino nods before closing the box,
"Si. It's a thing where you put special stuff in. You keep it hidden until years later."
"What happens years later?"
"You take it out and you open it? I don't know dammit! My nonno didn't explain it to me properly!" You watch as Lovino places the box in a hole before burying it. He then dusts his hands together before sitting himself on the bench, where you decide to join him.
"Lovi, do you think that we'll be friends forever?" You ask him. Lovino turns to you in annoyance,
"What the hell are you-- oh..You're leaving tomorrow aren't you ragazza?" He says, his anger dropping into disappoinment. You nod sadly. Lovino frowns as he folds his arms across his chest.
"Dammit! You're just like everyone else! You and the tomato bastard both! You always leave me!" He blushes as he realises what he said. "I-I...uh..."
"Lovi." You scoot to sit closer to him. "I'll be back. I promise."
"Yeah...but you'll probably be back because of my idiota fratello...." Says Lovino quietly, "Everyone always loves my fratello more than me. It's a damn fact!"
"Well, I don't believe that everyone loves your brother more than you."
The Bad Friends Trio then stare at you and Romano in confusion,
"L-Lovi?" You ask quietly. Romano blinks before giving you a small nod. Your eyes widened. "Lovino!!" You cry out, rushing to give him a big hug.
"(Name)..." he mutters, with a blush on his face. He hesitantly places his arms on your back.
"Hey," Francis then whispers to Gilbert and Antonio, "Let's leave them alone for a bit."
"What?" cries Gilbert, "But I want to see--" He was cut of by a look from France. Gilbert then gave Francis a sly smirk, "Oh, I see how it is." He says. The Bad Friends Trio then slip into the bushes as they began spying.
"I missed you so much Lovi!" You cried, releasing him from your hug. He turns away as his face becomes redder.
"Lovi, your face gets red a lot." You state, "Why?" Lovino's blush worsens.
"Sh-Shut up ragazza!!" He cries. You giggle at his embarrassment. You then pick up the box that you drop and sat down on the bench. "Here Lovi." You say, handing the box to Lovino. He then takes it and opens the box. You gasped as you saw it's contents, it was a photo of the two of you taken at your last day of school before you left which you had no idea this photo existed. Also, there was a smaller box and a piece of paper inside.
"Here." Spoke Lovino, he gave you the box and the paper, "I was going to give this to you when we met again. Which is now." You gingerly took the box and paper in your hands. You placed the paper to the side and opened the box first. Inside was a beautiful (f/c) diamond pendant of a (favourite flower). You gasped once more as Lovino took the pendant and placed it around your neck.
"Lovi, it's beautiful. Thank you." You say tearing. Lovino then shoves a handkerchief at you.
"H-Here...idiota ragazza." he says blushing. You couldn't help but wonder why he's always so flustered around you. You took the handkerchief and wiped your tears. You then took the paper and opened it, revealing a letter written in Lovino's childish handwriting:
Remember that time where my idiota fratello and nonno called you a bella at the Italian cafe? I did not want to admit that I thought you were the most beautiful ragazza that I've met. Also, I'm very glad to know that you care about me a lot and that you're not like those people who like my fratello more than me. I wanted to give you this necklace because I knew you would like it. And uh....dammit I don't know what to put in this damn letter. Oh, don't get used to this. This is the first and last time that you'll hear me say such mushy stuff okay ragazza?
....I'll miss you a lot. Ti amo.
Lovino Romano Vargas.
P.S. Remind me when we meet again to tell you what 'Ti Amo' means.
You giggle at the letter, but at the same time you were very happy. It was very unlike him to say such things to you, and it made you smile when you realised that it took a lot of courage for him to swallow his pride to write such a letter. Lovino glanced at you,
"What the hell are you smiling about?!" He asked. You only giggled more. "Look, I don't remember what I wrote since it was long ago. So will you tell me what was in my letter that made you so damn happy?!"
You folded up the letter and placed it in your bag. "You told me that I was the most beautiful ragazza that you've met." As soon as he heard those words, he blushed. You continued to tell him about the letter and you laughed as he got even more embarrassed. Especially when you mentioned to him about the phrase "Ti amo."
"I guess you want to know what the damn phrase means huh?" He says. You nod your head. Romano then turns your head so that you two were face to face. You blush at how close you were, and you notices that Lovino's golden eyes had a look in them. It was a special look, one that you knew of but could not remember what it was. All you knew was that you saw it often when you were with Lovino. With his fingers under your chin, he held your head in place as he slowly moved closer. You closed your eyes; his lips met yours. At once, you understood. The look in his eyes, you knew what it was.
As soon as you realised that, you wrapped your arms around Lovino's neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist; pulling you closer. You knew that he loved you ever since you were little an his love for you did not die over the years. Like your love for him, it only continued to grow as the years had passed, and you knew that it was more than just a childhood crush. The two of you parted slightly, foreheads touching.
"Ti amo (Name)." Whipsered Lovino.
"I love you too Lovi." You replied, realising what the phrase meant. You then pulled him into another hug as you closed your eyes, remembering how you came to meet this particular foul mouthed, young man.
"Hey, are you alright?" You asked. It was your first day of elementary school and as you were exploring the playground during recess your classmate behind the trees sulking to himself. "Hey, I asked if you were alright." You said again.
The boy frowned deeply and turned his head from you. "Go away! Idiota ragazza." he muttered. You frowned back and placed your hands on your hips,
"That's not a nice way to treat a girl!" You cried. You then sat yourself beside the boy, "Let's try this differently." You say, "Hi, I'm (Name) (Lastname)! And you are?" You smiled. The boy turned to you in surprise before turning to face te ground.
"Lovino Vargas." he muttered.
"You need to stop muttering to yourself...and you need to stop looking so sad like that." You say. Lovino looked up at you in confusion, "You're really cute you know that Lovi! You you should smile more!" Lovino blushed before crying out,
"I-I'm not cute!! Stupid ragazza! And don't call me that!" You giggled.
"I like you Lovi!" You said, ignoring his demand to not be called Lovi, "Let's become good friends okay?"
You chuckled to yourself as you remembered. You released yourself from the hug only to see Lovino staring at you with a raised eyebrow.
"What are you laughing at now? You're so damn weird ragazza." He says. You lightly punch him in the arm making him chuckle. The two of you then sat in silence. You glanced at Lovino before slipping your hand under his; entwining your fingers together.
"Lovi?" You ask him, breaking the silence.
"Why did you not get a girlfriend? Even though you flirt with the girls at college?"
Lovino facepalmed. "Stupid ragazza! It should be obvious by now!!" You stare at him curiously, a small unnoticeable smirk growing.
"Oh? I'm afraid I don't know Lovi. Care to enlighten me?"
Lovino blushed, but before you could answer a sound rang through the air.
'Vamos, España~ Vamos, España~'
You took out your phone and answered only to hear wolf whistles and cheers on the other end. "What the hell you guys!" You yell angrily, "You ruined a nice moment assholes!" You heard laughter at the end,
"Chill frau! We're only just messing with you."
"Si! We're also just trying to protect our favourite chica."
"Well you've got perfect timing that's for sure." You say, your voice dripping with sarcasm. You then hear Francis' laughter,
"Don't forget ma cherie, you're still in college so, use a condom~"
"What the hell?!" you exclaim, you hung up the phone and angrily shoved it into your bag. "Stupid idiots." You mutter. You then sigh as you attempted to calm down, "I'm sorry Lovi. You were saying?" You turned to Lovi but you saw him glancing at the bushes behind you. He suddenly grabs your hand and pulls you to your feet.
"Come on." He says, "Let's go to a place where we can properly talk." The two of you then walked out of the park hand in hand. As you decided to find a better place to go.
"Hey, let's go to that Italian cafe." Spoke Lovi. You smiled and replied,
"It's a date then!"
"Damn! They left! Francis, Toni, let's follow them quickly before we lose them!"
"Oui. I want to see more of this lovely romance."
"Si. But I haven't reunited with little Lovi yet. Maybe tomorrow."
"Hurry up! We're gonna lose them!"
As they moved, the trio noticed a couple rollerblading on the hill behind them.
"Hey," Said Antonio, "Isn't that Roderich and Elizabeta?"
"Huh? Ja. Looks like Roddy's having trouble. Kesesesesesese he looks so stupid!"
"He's not very good at it non?"
Just then they saw Roderich trip and fell over on the hill. The trio stood watching as Roderich rolled down the hill towards them.
"Kesesesesesese! He fell! That aristocrat fell! This is hilarious!"
"That may be so amigo, but he 's rolling towards us!"
The Bad Friends Trio cried out as Rodrerich rolled into them, making the trio fall over in the collision.
"Lovi, did you hear the yelling just now?" You asked as you leant your head on Lovi's shoulder. Lovino glanced at you before shrugging. You then decide to ignore it as you snuggled yourself closer to Lovino.