Hetalia (Romano) xChild!Reader Part 5

Hetalia (Romano) xChild!Reader Part 5: Untitled
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Awww, you're not a chibi anymore </3 Well, you're still young. You're 7. Remember; YOLO.

And before you read this; I just want to say yes. I think Spain's a pedophile. But I don't hate him or anything for it. It's just an anime ^_^
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You were in your boyfriend's room, crying into his shoulder as he stroked your hair, careful not to hit your curl that had grown over the years. You weren't at Mr. Austria and Mrs. Hungary's house, you were at Antonio's, visiting him and Lovino. Lovino, your boyfriend of now 3 country years, gave you a calming kiss on the cheek for about the tenth time.

This was the first time you had cried in a couple of years, for you knew it annoyed Lovino that you were a bit of a crybaby, but you couldn't hold yourself back today after hearing the terrible news that Francis had given you earlier today.

*flashback*

"_-____..." You heard a somewhat timid voice call your name. You recognized it immediately; it was Sebastian's. He had caught you in the middle of picking flowers for Lovino, who was inside sleeping instead of doing his chores, as usual.

"Oh... Sebastian..." you answered, turning to him, your hands full of different colored flowers. Things had been awkward between you two since he broke up with you about a month ago. But, what did he want right now?

He looked at the ground, blushing. Oh no... he's not going to ask me back out, is he? I don't think he knows about Lovino and I... Lovino had told you not to tell Sebastian, in order not to hurt his feelings.

Sebastian looked back up at you. "_____..." He said your name again, sounding more confident this time. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm leaving... I have to go into battle, and I don't know when I'm coming back."

You looked at him sympathetically. "Oh. I'm sorry Sebastian." You said. "When are you leaving?" You asked him curiously. He looked back at the ground.

"I-I'm leaving today." He said. Your eyes widened at the news. "I'm sorry I'm telling you this so late. I was debating on if I should tell you or not. But I decided to, brcuase I also want to ask of you something..." He said, looking you in the eyes seriously.

"_____. Will you join me and become one with the Roman Empire? Together, we will rule all of Europe together, and you'll live with me, in my house." Sebastian has his own house? "Under my rules, we can be together forever, even if you aren't yet an independant country."

Your eyes widened more. How do you answer? You can't leave Mrs. Hungary and Mr. Austria. Mrs. Hungary loved you too much and treated you just like you were her child over the years. And you couldn't leave Feliciano, even though you weren't sure if he was going to join Sebastian yet or not. And you especially couldn't leave Lovino, even though you didn't see him as much, not that every once in a while he had to go live with Antonio, but still.

Those were good reasons not to leave, but to tell the truth, you weren't completely over Sebastian yet. Flashbacks came to you of the times you and Sebastian had shared in the short time you were together.  (flashback inside a flashback? >w<)

The first night you stayed at Mrs. Hungary's and Mr. Austria's house, he let you sleep in his room. Before you two had fallen asleep, he had been your first kiss on the bed to calm you down after the flash of lightning had sent you jumping into his bed for protection.

Later the next day the went to your room to comfort you after Lovino had yelled at you for waking him up and scaring him. Sebastian had stayed there with you while you cried, much like Lovino was doing so right now outside the flashback. After you were done crying, he had held your hand and walked you back to the kitchen.

"S-sebastian.. I-I... You... I..." You didn't know what to do. Or what to say. "I-I-I... I can't." you said without giving it another further thought. "I... I'm not even sure if I'm a real country or not." You looked at the ground, not wanting to see his reaction.

He was standing there, frozen, staring at you in shock. You strained yourself not to look up at him, trying your best to keep looking at the flowers you were holding for Lovino in your hands.

"______... Why?" He said, heartbroken. "Why won't you? This can be our chance to start dating again. We can be together this time, no matter what Lovino or Mrs. Hungary or Mr. Austria or anyone says!" He ran over to you, grabbing you by your shoulders, which surprised you.

"Please, ______. Please... Do it for me... For us." You stared back at him in surprised. His sudden action had made you drop your flowers. You were still holding one though; a blue thornless rose. You paid no attention to it, though.

Your heartbeat had doubled. You stared back at him, right into his blue eyes. His wide, begging, blue eyes that you couldn't take your eyes off of.  He couldn't stop staring into your somewhat shocked, shining (eye colored) eyes.

You painfully blinked to break the eye contact and shook your head no. "I'm sorry, Sebastian..." you said quietly. "I can't.."

"I get it." he said turning away, heartbroken. "I guess this is goodbye, then." He said, his eyes watering up. "I'll see you after the battle." And with that, he started walking away.

You felt bad, looking down at the rose you held in your hands. "Sebastian." You called his name, hoping he could hear you. You looked up, `he had heard you, but he was running now to get away from you. "SEBASTIAN!" You called again. He didn't stop he was already out of sight.

*flashback over*

That was the last time you had seen Sebastian; 3 country years ago. But that wasn't the main reason you cried. You were crying because of the tragic news that Francis had given you earlier today.

*flashback #2*

Feliciano ran over to you, excited as usual. "______! ______!" He called excitedly. "Guess what?" Before you could even open your mouth, Feliciano answered himself. "Big brother Francis is here and he says he has news for us!"

You smiled. "Feli, when's your voice going to change?" You asked him. It was a little random and off topic, but the way that he sounded reminded you of the first time you had met him 3 country years ago.

"No time for questions like that! Big brother Francis is here and he has news! Come on! Come on! Come on!"  He urged you, grabbing your free hand pulling you out of your bed. You were still in your nightgown since it was only 7 AM, and Feliciano was, too. You just shrugged it off and followed him.

Feliciano raced down the hallway to the parlor, pulling you along with him the whole time. You wondered how he could keep running so easily in the kind of nightgown that you guys wore each day. A couple of times, you almost tripped.

You guys got to the parlor as Mr. Austria and Mrs. Hungary were leaving it. You smiled seeing them as usual, but your smile quickly disappeared as you noticed the depressed looks on their faces.

Sure, Mr. Austria never smiled. But instead of his normal face, his frown seemed more depressed. You looked over at Mrs. Hungary. She had a fimiliar face on. The face you and her both made before you started crying.

"M-Mrs. Hungary?" You said quietly, your head full of questions as to why she was about to cry. She heard you, but didn't answer or make eye contact. "Are you al-" before you could finish her sentence, she buried her face into her hands and started sobbing uncontrollably. Mr. Austria put his arm around her.

"Shhh.. Shhh.. Elizabeta. You're scaring Malavita and Italy." Mr. Austria said to her in a soft voice. Mrs. Hungary just nodded, sniffling. Mr. Austria looked back at you two. "Just go in, Francis will tell you what happened." He turned back to Mrs. Hungary, talking to her quietly and walking down to hall to their room. (Oh God. Perverted thoughts -w- I finished typing that sentence as soon as "Whistle" started playing on my IPod... Austria, I don't think that'll cheer Mrs. Hungary up... //shot. Anyways, that totally ruined the mood XD)

Feliciano looked over at you nervously and you looked back at him. His eyes were wide open with worry. Maybe the news wasn't as good as he thought it was going to be. "I don't know if I want to go in there now or not..." You said quietly. You looked at the door knob nervously.

"We should sooner or later..." Feliciano said, getting up the courage to reach for the door and finally open it.

When the door opened all the way, you two saw Francis sitting on one of the chairs, his arms resting on his legs and his hands together. He was biting his bottom lip nervously and looking at his thumbs. He looked up at you and Feliciano as you two walked into the parlor.

"Feliciano. ______. Come, sit down. I have something important to tell you two..." He said to the two of you. You didn't like how sad he sounded and the normal glow in his eyes was gone.

You two both sat in the chair across from him. You two were both able to sit in the same chair, since you were still 7 year olds. You and Feliciano looked at Francis, your stomachs hurting with anticipation.

Francis let out a long sigh, thinking of a possible way to sugercoat the news. "Feliciano. ______. I'm so sorry to be telling you this... but... the Holy Roman Empire is no more..." He said in a quiet voice, too sad to be able to be louder.

You and Feliciano looked at him, trying to process what he just said. "H-holy R-R-Ro-Rome?" Feliciano repeated his name. "W-what happened?" You noticed a tear slip out of your friend's eye.

Francis looked back at his thumbs. "He's not here anymore..." He said quietly. "He lost a battle, against my army..." He stopped momentarily, getting choked up over what he was going to say next. "He... He's gone... I'm sorry, but I killed him..."

Your eyes opened widely with shock. Sebastian was dead. Gone. You were never going to see him again. You started shaking. No. Sebastian couldn't be dead! He couldn't be! Big brother Francis killed him during battle?

"H-H-Ho-Holy R-Rome? You killed him?" Feliciano exclaimed in questions. "Francissss! Why?" Feliciano cried, covering his eyes liked Mrs. Hungary did. He started crying. All of this overwhelmed you, and you started crying, too.

"I'm so sorry guys..." Big brother Francis said, getting up. "I have to leave now." He looked at you two on last time and frowned even deeper. He sighed before leaving the parlor.

You felt your heart breaking again, being shattered. You were shaking as you cried. Feliciano kept crying, too. You guys sat there for maybe half an hour, just crying together.

"I ca-can't believe he's re-really d-d-dead!" Feliciano said, starting to cry hard again after saying 'dead'. You shook your head, unable to speak.

"Feli-Feliciano.. Can I te-tell you somethi-ing?" You asked, trying to calm yourself down. He looked up at you, rubbing his eyes and trying to get some tears away. He nodded, still sniffling.

"I... I know it was ag-gainst the r-rules, b-but I were dating Sebastian about a month before he l-left." You admitted to your friend. "The first night I was h-here, the storm kept me awake, and so I went into his room for comfort, and we ended up k-kissing in his bed." You said, trying to control your breathing. "But he broke up with me the next day after d-dinner."

Feliciano started crying more. "He k-kissed you?" He sniffled. "Is that why you didn't want my kiss? Because you were dating him? You c-could've told m-me, I would've understood."

You nodded. "I would've, since we're best friends, but he didn't want anyone finding out because it's against the rules." You admitted. Feliciano loooked at you, confused.

"W-what rules?" He asked. "There are no r-rules against dating or kissing." You looked at Feliciano, super confused. Why was Lovino the only one who remembered a rule about not dating? You, Sebastian, and Feliciano didn't know it.

"That's what I was wondering... Sebastian said that Lovino said that there was a rule that we weren't allowed to date until we were an independant country... But neither me or Sebastain remembered it. Sebastian didn't want us getting in trouble, and that's why he broke up with me." You explained to Feliciano.

That's when a question struck you. Why did Sebastian want to keep your relationship a secret, even before he knew about the rule of dating? And why did he want to break up afterwards, instead of keeping it a secret, still?

"I'm so confused..." Feliciano said quietly. "I... I thought Sebastian liked me..." He looked up at you. "I stopped it and started liking you because Holy Rome and I are both boys, and I thought it would be more appropriate to like you..." He started blushing. "A-And I want to admit something to you..."

You looked up, interested. Feliciano continued, "I saw Holy Rome right before he left... I gave him my push broom to remember me by... and then we... we kissed. He told me he's loved me ever since he's known me and that he still did..." You looked Feliciano and you two understood; he had loved you both at the same time.

Your question was answered. He kept it a secret because he still liked Feliciano and he didn't want him to find out that you two were a couple.

*flashback #2 over*

You had walked over to Antonio's house by yourself after getting permission from Mr. Austria to do so. He said yes out of sympathy. When you got to Antonio's house, he acted happy to see you, but he had known what his friend Francis had done to Holy Rome. And he could tell you already  knew the news, considering you were crying by the time you got there. He had said yes to letting you go to Lovino's room.

You told Lovino all of what happened, and he listened to your whole story. He listened to everything, from Sebastian's offer to join him, him leaving, Francis killing him, and about how he had loved Feliciano while he loved you.

"I knew he was no good for you." Lovino had growled. "I knew my brother liked him and that he had liked my brother." He had a sympathetic look on his face, even though he sounded mad. "I didn't want you getting hurt. And I would never do something like that. Especially to a girl."

"Lovino... why are you so mean to other boy countries, but not the girl countries with the exception of Mrs. Hungary when you're mad?" You had asked him afterwards. It was true. He always yelled at Spain and his friends. He always used to hate Sebastian, even before you joined the family.

"I don't know." He shrugged. "Just because girls need to be treated right. They're delicate. Especially you." That sentence made you smile, even though you were still crying gently.

Right now Lovino was trying to calm you down, rubbing your back and letting you vry into his shoulder. Every once in a while, he'd whisper "Shhhhhh.." into your ear. he adjusted you a little so now you were sitting on him lap with your legs wrapped around his waist.

After a while, your cries died down into just heavy breathing. When Lovino noticed this, he waited for your breathing to slow down a little. After that, he tilted your chin up, kissing you on the lips.

Instead of kissing you gently at first like he usually did, you kissed back immediately, causing the kiss to feel stronger. He kept one hand under your chin and one hand behind your back, pulling you closer to him than you already were. You breath was almost taken away by the strength of the pasionate kiss.

You pulled away from the unexpectedly strong kiss to catch your breath. The kiss was unexpected and you would've gone longer, but you barely had any breath to begin with. You laid your head on Lovino's chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"I can't believe he's gone..." You said for the millionth time.  "I miss him so much already." You remembered vividly calling his name. SEBASTIAN! Your younger self's voice echoed in your head. You remebered him with tears in his eyes, sounding broken, and running off.

It made you wonder; would you be dead if you joibed him? Would he still be alive if you joined him? France would've taken pity of you, right?Right? No. Probably not. You guessed it was kill or be killed. So... would you be dead? You had no idea.

"I know, I know." Lovino said quietly. "When will you be done crying?" His voice changed from soft to a little aggitated. "You got your tears all over my outfit and I have to change now when you're done."

You were half listening to him, half listening to his heartbeat steadily. "I'm sorry..." Was the only reply you could've thought up at the moment. Your mind was still covered in thoughts of if you'd be dead, seeing Sebastian for the last time, if you could go back in time, and the fact you'll never see him again.

Boy, you felt tired after all that crying. You had your eyes closed still listening to Lovino's heart. He actually thought you had fallen asleep. You hadn't, even though you were about to.

Lovino slowly stretched out his legs and laid back against the pile of pillows on his bed so he wouldn't be laying down or sitting straight up.He put one arm around you and one behind his head. He closed his eyes himself. He was already sleeping when you had came over to see him, so he would get back to sleep easily.

You had your arms wrapped around his neck, your head rested on his shoulder. You laid there on him and slowly started to fall asleep. Something about Lovino just made you want to sleep. He was comfy and you were comfy on him. His breathing was slow and steady, easy to match.

You guys had both fallen asleep around the same time. And you guys remained asleep for a good 2 hours until Antonio remembered you guys were over.

He walked down the hallways. "Why are they both so quiet? I know _____ might still be crying, so Lovino's comforting her. But I'll still check on them." He smiled, thinking about how nice Lovino could be sometimes. "Ahh.. Lovino. He's such a good boy around girls, why can't he be that way with boys, too?"

He knocked on the door twice before coming in himself. "Lovino, _____, are you two alri-" He stopped at the sight of seeing you two napping on the bed together. A small blush came across his face.

Antonio already knew you two were dating. It was obvious. Even though Spain had to admit; he had a crush on you, Lovino, and Feliciano. There was something about little kids that he adored... Maybe in more than one way.

Seeing you two asleep together kind of at the same time broke his heart and made him feel fuzzy on the inside because of the cuteness overload. He walked over to the bed. Wow, you two were passed out. He smiled.

"Lovino, ______. Wakey wakey, my little tomatoes." He said in a soft, sweet voice. You were only half asleep at the moment, so you were able to hear his voice, but you didn't want to open your eyes. So you kept them closed.

"Come on guys, you can't stay asleep all day. Nap time's over mi amigos." Antonio said
crossing his arms. "I know you can hear me, _____." He was still smiling and you sighed. Yeah yeah. You could hear him.

You slowly blinked open your eyes. The first thing you saw was Lovino's face. He was still fast asleep, breathing through his nose. You shifted a little to look over at Antonio, who squatted down next to the bed. "Hey, how're you feeling?" He asked, smiling gently.

You sighed, rubbing your eyes. "Sad. Sleepy." You sat up, looking down at Lovino. He was so warm, and now you were off of him, you felt cold. "I accidentally fell asleep on Lovino."

"I see that." Antonio smiled. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up and then we'll wake Lovino. He's a very heavy sleeper." Antonio picked you up with ease. "Afterwards, all make churros for the three of us! Does that sound good?" He asked you.

You just simply nodded, still tired from just waking up and still sad from Sebastian's death. On the way to the bathroom where Antonio was going to clean you up a little bit, he grabbed a towel. You didn't question him.

He got to the bathroom and laid the towel on the counter. He then sat you on the towel. "Sorry, I knew the counter was wet, so that's why I got the towel." He smiled. You just sat up straight and rubbed your eyes a little bit.

Antonio started spraying your hair with the detangling spray. Your hair had gotten a little longer over the years, and so had Feliciano's, even though Lovino kept his hair short. Antonio took your bandana off, starting to brush your hair.

"You're so cute, ______. I love your hair, it's so fun to play with! roedrich and Elizabeta are lucky to have you. And I love your eyes and their (blue-ish/brown-ish/green-ish) color." he continued to brush your hair out, making it nice and tangle free. He figured you'd enjoy getting cleaned up after what happened. It'd make you feel better to be clean. "I love it when you smile and you smile wide."

He brushed your hair a little bit gentler when he got to your curl. "You know what, I've been wondering how you devoloped that curl if you're not related to Lovino or Feliciano. I thought they were the only ones that got curls. They got it from their grandfather. Maybe you got yours from your father, Roedrich."

Another thing that was bothering you; who was Malavita? It wasn't you, even though Mr. Austria said it was. You had come to your own hypothesis that Mr. Austria and Mrs. Hungary had a child and their child's country was named Malavita. You also must've looked like Malavita. You had guessed that since you haven't met any other Malavita, the original Malavita had either died or gotten kidnapped.

You never had really asked about why you were called Malavita or _____ Hedevary-Eldenstein. You just went along with it.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you suddenly felt a weird tingling feeling. A feeling of somewhat pleasure. The sudden feeling felt really good. You let out a small moan in response to the new feeling. "Oh, sorry about that, _____." Antonio said, blushing.

"W-what happened?" You asked. You had liked the pleasured feeling that you momentarily had, but what had happened? He was just brushing your hair.

"I hit your curl while I was brushing your hair. I'll be more careful, I promise." Antonio said, continuing to brush your hair and blush.

Wait... It was your curl that gave you that feeling. "My curl?" You questioned, reaching up to it and gently pulling on it. There was that pleasured feeling again. You eyes opened wide and your free hand grabbed hold of the towel.You took your hair off of your curl. It felt so good, but so weird at the same time. You let out another moan immediately.

"Si.. d-don't do that..." Antonio stammered, blushing some more at the noises you were making. You rolled your eyes. Wow. Antonio was so confusing sometimes. You still didn't understand when you first met the Bad Touch Trio and Gilbert made that comment about Antonio seeing Belguim.

Antonio let your hair fall over your shoulders so it'd be off your back, You chest was a little sweaty from where you had been sleeping on Lovino. But Antonio said not to worry, he kept a girl's dress that was your favorite color. It had a matching bow. He left to go get it.

You couldn't stop staring at your curl in the mirror. It was the curl giving you that feeling when it was pulled? It was an amazing feeling of pleasure it gave you, but why was it so... good? And just as a curl? You started to reach for it again until you heard Antonio walk back in.

"Good news, I found the dress and the bow!" He said happily. You turned to him and nodded. "Okay, I'll but the bows in and I'll let you put the dress on yourself." He said, putting the bow in your hair on the other side of your head so it wouldn't accidentally touch your curl. "Since you're probably old enough to dress yourself."

After doing that, Antonio smiled left the bathroom, "I'll be in Lovi's room, trying to wake him up." He said on the other side of the bathroom door before you heard his footsteps leave.

You then took the sweaty dress off, careful not to hit your curl or bows. You put the new dress on. It was shorter than you were used to. Your and Feliciano's dresses were usually long enough to stretch down to your brown boots. This barely stretched to the top of your boots.

Unlike the one that you had worn over, a frilly poofy (favorite color) dress with a lot of white ruffles and laces underneath that matched your white bandana and apron that you always wore, this one wasn't even a dress. It was a lacy (white or black) and (favorite color) skirt with a matching top.

Fixing your bows in the mirror and smoothing out your outfit, you left the bathroom. You left the other sweaty dress along with your bandana and apron folded up on the bathroom  floor and you went to find Antonio. You guessed he was still trying to wake up Lovino.

Sure enough, you walked into Lovino's room and you found Antonio there, trying to gently shake Lovino awake. "Come on, Lovino, wake up. I'm going to make some churros for us to eat, and I have some delicious tomatos.

Lovino started to stir a little, getting annoyed that Antonio was trying to get him to wake up. Not only that, but his chest was cold... Wait a minute, something wasn't right. Why the hell was his chest cold? He didn't normally wake up with a cold chest. Something wasn't right. That's when he remembered you had fallen asleep on him. But now you weren't there.

He snapped awake immediately when he noticed your absense. He looked directly at Antonio first thing, glaring at him. "Bastard! Where is ______?" He asked, looking around the room. You smiled. He really did care about you.

You stood in the doorway. "Right here, don't worry." You smiled a little, feeling reasured that he really did care about you. He looked over at you and relief rushed through him. Not only relief, but you looked really good in your new dress with the bows in your hair and your long hair falling over your shoulders. You noticed a small blush cover his cheeks.

Antonio laughed when he noticed it too. "Come on, I'm going to make churros to help _____ feel better." He said, standing up. "Make your bed and then get downstairs, _____ and I will be down there." He walked over to you in the doorway. Lovino just rolled his eyes and lazily got out of his bed.

You held Antonio's hand as you walked down the stairs with him. "You know, Lovino and I think you look absoluetly beautiful in that dress. Especially with the bows." He told you, smiling. That made you blush. The face that not only Lovino thought your looked good, but Antonio did, too.

Antonio saw you were blushing and smiled with triumph that he was able to get you to blush. If Lovino wouldn't promise to marry his boss when he grows up, maybe he could get you to. He kept smiling until something hit him; Lovino's dating you. Antonio couldn't make you promise yet, you'd say no.

Antonio shrugged to himself. He could still get Feliciano to. And it wouldn't hurt to ask you. Antonio lifted you up again when you got to the bottom of the stairs, holding you up into the air. "Malavita! You're just so cute! He smiled. "Promise me, one day, we shall get married. You'll live with me, in my house. We can be together forever."

It was fun getting lifted into the air, but you squirmed a little uncomfortably. Marrige? You're still a 7 year old, you can't think about that yet, can you? But what made you hurt the most was what he said "You'll live with me, in my house. We can be together forever." Those words were the exact ones Sebastian used.

You closed your eyes and shook your head no, trying not to start crying. "I can't." You rejected him. "I love Lovino right now. And I know he loves me, too. So I can't marry you. Plus, I'm only seven, and I don't want to waste my life on the future. You Only Live Once."

Antonio nodded. "Ah. I see." Your rejection broke him heart a little, but he didn't mind it that bad. "One day, if you break up with Lovino, you can come to me. I'll be waiting with churros and tomatoes for you." He kissed you on the cheek.

The playful kiss made you smile a little, but you didn't like it. Antonio knew you loved Lovino, why was he trying to interfere with your relationship? You shook it off and he  put you down. You shivered uncomfortably, but continued to walk with Antonio.

After a minute or so, Lovino came downstairs and joined you guys. You smiled at Lovino as he walked into the kitchen, but he looked away. Something didn't seem right with him. You couldn't tell what it was, but no matter how much you tried to ignore it, you couldn't. He seemed angry.

Lovino glared over at Antonio. "I need to talk to ______ real quickly." He said to Antonio, who had his back turned to you guys, looking for ingrediants for churros and stuff.

Antonio just nodded. "Don't be gone for long, okay?" he said, not even looking up. "Churros should be done not to long." He smiled, thinking about how good the churros would taste.

You looked nervously over at Antonio. Why didn't he notice how mad Lovino sounded? Before you could speak up, Lovino grabbed you by the crook of your arm, like Austria had when you were younger. Wow, Lovino was strong. He was also a couple inches taller than you and Feliciano.

He pulled you outside by force out the frontdoor. "L-Lovino?" You said quietly, your voice shaky. "Where are we going?" You asked nervously as he dragged you down the path that you had followed to get to Antonio's house this morning.

Lovino didn't answer. What was wrong with him. You tried a couple of times to stop walking, but it caused you to trip a little. "Lovino.." you tried again. "...are you mad at me?"

The question made Lovino stop suddenly, causing you to almost run into the back of him. "... No." Lovino answered. "Not at you. I'm mad at that bastard, Antonio." He said, looking back at you. "He likes you, ______. And I don't want you leaving me for him."

"B-but that's why I said no to him." You said in defense. "I said no to him becuase he knows I like you."

"That won't stop him." Lovino said, starting to walk again. But he had let go of your arm. He knew you'd follow him. And you did. You started walking next to him. "It didn't stop him when I said no." He growled.

You tilted your head to the side. "Said no to what?" You asked, curiousity getting the best out of you. Lovino got a pained look on his face as he remembered it.

You were a little surprised when Lovino saighed and stopped. "Promise me not to tell anyone." He said quietly, his voice sounded diifferent. You nodded. "Even though I said no, I ended up having sex with him." He admitted, his face grew a dark pink color.

You felt yourself slowly start to blush. Lovino's had sex with Antonio? But Lovino's only 7. How old is Antonio? Twenty something? "L-Lovino... Why?"

"DON'T JUDGE ME." He yelled at you. "I didn't know what he was doing! I told him to stop and and he didn't! It was like, a year ago! I didn't find out what it was until he explained what he did about a month afterwards." He crossed his arms.

You didn't know what to say. Wow. Lovino's already had sex. And you didn't even know how to have sex. You knew the word, just not what it was.You just stared at Lovino, not knowing what to say. That's when something hit you.

"Lo-Lovino.. y-y-you've had s-sex with Anto-tonio while we've been in a rela-relationship?" You asked, trying your best to choke back your tears. You ended up hiding your face in your hands.

"UGH! Don't cry, damnit!" Lovino said, still blushing. He hated seeing you cry, especially when it was becuase of him. He felt really bad at the moment. True, he didn't know what he was doing and he had told Antonio to stop. But he also ended up liking it a whole lot. "I told him to stop, but you know how tall and strong he is."

You ran over to Lovino, wanting to be held. He was surprised at first, but hugged you. "As I've said, chica, I'm sorry."  He whispered.

"It's okay..." You said quietly, still grossed out. "But... I have a question.." You started blushing a little bit, wondering how to ask Lovino. "...How do you have sex?" You asked him, your blush growing more.

You didn't look up at him, becuase you were afraid to see his reaction to your question. Lovino was blushing deeply. How was he going to explain it to you? You kept blushing. "I.. I just wanna know how it works..."

"Well... uhmm.. you just..."

-time skip-

You and Lovino got back to Antonio's house right in time for Antonio to take the churros out of the oven. "Ahh! You two are right on time!" He smiled. You tried your best not to make a grossed out face at Antonio, remembering what Lovino had told you.

"And also, I called your parents, ______. They want you to come home once we're done eating churros." He said, getting out a plate to put the churros on. "Apparently Feliciano's crying, too and she wants you there with her." He sighed happily. "You girls are such good friends. Just like me, Gilbert and Fra- ... yeah."

You just nodded and sat down. You hated Francis at the moment. And you probably would for a few more decades. You sat down in the chair next to Lovino's. Lovino seemed a little more upset. He couldn't believe he broke yours and his brother's hearts. He better be happy he's dead. Lovino growled in his head.

--- time skip .w. ---

You had given Lovino a goodbye kiss and Antonio a goodbye hug. Your kiss was a little awkward since Antonio was freaking out. And he freaked out even more since when you and Lovino glared over at Antonio, your curls interlapped each others and it formed a heart. He loved the fact that it happened to Feliciano and Lovino, too.

So, you were on your way back to Mrs. Hungary and Mr. Austria's house, and when you got to France, you couldn't help but to cry while passing by his country. You didn't notice when you had crossed the border from France to Switzerland until you noticed a voice.

"Hey, Malavita!" Someone exclaimation, but you couldn't tell who was calling to you for a second, you were too busy crying. You looked up and in the distance, you saw Vash. You smiled a little. You and Vash were friends and you loved seeing him.

You wiped your eyes and headed over to him. "Hi, Vash." You smiled, feeling better already. But Vash knew clearly that someone had been making you cry. Vash had no children or siblings, so he was very protective over you.

"Malavita- er- ______." He said, bending over a little so he could be eye to eye with you. "Who has been making you cry?" He ask. You could hear slight anger in his voice. You looked down, not wanting to tell the story again.

"Francis killed Sebastian..." You said quietly. "Sebastian was mine and Feliciano's ex-boyfriend. And after we found out he was killed, it turned out that he loved me and Feliciano at the same time." You sighed shakily, trying not to cry. "And I thought he had only loved me. And now he-he's dead."

Saying those words choked you up again and you covered your eyes, crying. Vash, even though he wasn't a big hugging person, still gived you a hug. "Shhh. Malavita. Don't cry." There was something about his voice. Everytime you heard it, how strong yet calming it was, always calmed you down.

You nodded. Looking back  up at Vash, he brushed your bangs out of your teary face. "Now, this is partially Holy Rome's fault," Vash started, "but Francis was the one who killed your friend, correct?"  You just simply nodded. He glared over at the country of France.

"I'll take care of him later. You're on your way back to your parents, yes?" He asked you, turning back to you but standing up. You just simply nodded. Once again, someone was calling Mr. Austria and Mrs. Hungary your parents again. You made a mental note to yourself to finally ask Mrs. Hungary and Mr. Austria to tell you about it. "Since it's not to far away, I'll walk you home, okay?" Vash interupted your thoughts.

"Okay. Thank you Basch." You said. You referred to him both as Vash and Basch, since he didn't care what you called him. He still didn't want you calling him Mr. Zwingli or Mr. Switzerland. It still made him feel old or like a laywer. (You gotta admit, Mr. Zwingli sounds like a doctor or a lawyer's name c: )

You guys walked along on your way back home. You were enjoying all the different colors of green and all the trees and plants in Switzerland. He was lucky to have such a beautiful country. It was about as beautiful as Mr. Austria's humoungous garden. And that place was amazing.

You and Switzerland didn't talk on your way there. He was obviously deep in thought. Probably about what he was going to do to Francis. Hopefully he knew what he had in mind. He already had a couple of countries pissed at him, one wrong move and who knows what might happen?

You still weren't 100% sure if you were still a country or not. You were still under Mr. Austria's rule with Feliciano. You guessed the day that Feliciano declared independance, you will, too. Man, that day will be scary. Especially if you'd have to fight.

After a while, you got to Mr. Austria's house. You turned to Basch. "That you for walking me home, Vash." You smiled, feeling better.

"Don't mention it." He said, rubbing the back of his neck and blushing a little. Why did some of the older countries act so weird around you? You didn't know. Maybe you'd find out why in the future.

"Okay. Bye." You said, turning a little to leave. He just simply nodded and left. You smiled a little, but you were still disappointed that he just left.

You walked up to Mr. Austria's front door and opened it, stepping into the living room. "I'm home." You said, sounding sad as usual. It had been cold outside, so you were happy to be inside Mr. Austria's house, where it was a lot warmer.

Mr. Austria was actually sitting in an armchair in that living room, reading a newspaper. You didn't hear him until you heard Mr. Austria's newspaper shift as he looked up from it. "Welcome home, Malavi-" He paused and you looked over at him, confused.

You then noticed he was examining your dress Antonio gave you to wear. "Malavita." Mr. Austria said, giving you a somewhat disappointed look. "Where's your dress you wore over to Spain's house?"

"Oh." You blushed. "I fell asleep over there and it got all sweaty." you explained. "So Antonio gave me a new outfit that he said would fit me, and a matching bow." Mr. Austria still looked displeased. "...Antonio and Lovino thought I looked cute..." You said quietly.

Mr. Austria just shook his head and looked back into his newspaper. "Go change." He told you, not looking back up. You just nodded and went to your room. Why didn't Mr. Austria like it? Probably becuase of how short it was.

You got to your room and changed back into the normal kind of outfit you usually wear. Afterwards, you went back over to the livingroom. You had a couple of questions for Mr. Austria that you wanted to find out.

"M-Mr. Austria?" You said, once you got back to him. You stood in front of him. He was still sitting in his chair, and he lowered to newspaper to see you while he spoke. He examined what you were wearing again and nodded.

"Yes, Malavita? You have a question? Make it quick, I'm reading the newspaper." You nodded, shuffling your feet a little bit. How were you going to ask him? You were nervous.

"Umm... well... I have 2 questions, actually..." You said, nervously. "The first one is that Lovino told me there was a rule that we weren't allowed to date until we're an independant country. But Sebastian never remembered the rule, and Feliciano and I don't remember it... is there a rule on dating?" You asked.

Mr. Austria shook his head. "Your brother Kugelmugel asked the same thing not to long ago." He said, looking back in his newspaper. "Maybe not the exact same thing, but he asked me if there were any rules on dating."

Kugel-whogel? "...My what?" You said, even more confused. Who was Kugelmugel? You don't remember meeting him at all.

"Oh, pardon me." Mr. Austria said, noticing something. "You've never met him. Kugelmugel is my son. He's a micronation, like you. You should meet him sometime." He started to think of how to explain him. "He has long white hair which is about the colour of Prussia's, violet eyes, a mole under his left eye, and an ahoge in his hair like mine and yours."

"Oh." You nodded. "Can I meet him sometime?"

"Of course. I'll call him tonight. I hope he'll pick up this time." He shook his head disapprovingly of his son. "But anyways, back to your question, no. There's no rule agianst dating that Elizabeta and I have made. Just don't date anyone too much older than you and no public displays of affection in my house."

Wait. So there's no rules on dating. Why'd Lovino say that there were? Did he.. lie to you? No. Lovino wouldn't lie. Not to you, at least. There must've been some kind of mistake.

You tried shaking it off the ask the next question. "The second one is that I want t-to know... why do you call me Malavita?" You finally asked him, after years of wanting to know.

Mr. Austria got a troubled look on his face. Then he sighed. "Malavita- er- ______. Sit down. I knew you were going to ask me this one day." He folded up the paper and sat it on the end table. "Just sit on the floor in front of me, I guess. I'll tell you."

You nodded and sat down.  Mr. Austria closed his eyes and sighed again. "As you know, Me and Elizabeta are married. So naturally, we tried to have a child. After a couple of years, we suceeded. We named her Malavita, as you know." You nodded. "We had her for about a year and a half, until one day she went missing."

You nodded, not comfortable with how serious Mr. Austria was. He was normally serious, but he seemed to be both heartbroken and serious as he told you the story. That's what made you nervous. He went on with the story.

"I'm not sure what happened to her, but we looked all over. We searched high and low, literally every country, even the micro ones, but we couldn't find her anywhere. No matter how hard we tried, we never found her. So we were all heartbroken, and that's one of the main reasons I took control of Italy; it was so Elizabeta and I could fill the spot of Malavita."

He sat up a little straighter. "Then there was that time a couple of years ago, when Italy and the others found you." He looked you in the eyes. "You remind us so much of her. Your eyes, your voice, your hair, everything. And we figured out something." He sighed again, about to give you the biggest shock of your life.

"______. You are the country of Malavita. Elizabeta and I are your biological parents."