The Best Gift I Have Ever Gotten
The Best Gift I Have Ever Gotten
It was the day that Italy and Romano would celebrate every years to remember their great unification. The day they became one, solid, and unified Italy.
The day they had realized one of the main reason for the struggle towards unification.
But this year was a little different. This year, instead of staying home and celebrating with a party, Italy and Romano were going to park.
Spain had invited Romano to go to the park for his birthday, expecting that Japan and Germany would pull Italy away to do something for the younger's birthday but earlier, Italy had told his friends that he wanted to be with his brother for his birthday.
Which is why, now Spain and Italy were sitting far away from each other on a bench, waiting for Romano to come out of the park bathrooms.
Since when did parks have public bathrooms?
"Hey, Feli? I need to ask you something." Spain said, breaking the uncomfortable silence that was covering them like a thick bla
WantedWanted3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You know I'd fall apart without you
I don't know how you do what you do
'Cause everything that don't make sense about me
Makes sense when I'm with you.
Romano never understood his brother. Hell, he never understood himself so why did he expect to understand his brother. But really, sometimes, when he was around his baby brother, he felt that most things about himself did make sense. Like how he hated that potato bastard being around him and how he hated the fact that it was only the tomato and wine bastard that chased after him... And not Veneziano.
Well, fuck, now I sound like a lovestruck teenage girl, Lovino glared at the sight of Feliciano playing with a kitten. He wished that his brother would give him the same attention but of course, he had to be super cute and furry or German for that to happen.
Like everything that's green, girl I need you.
But it's more than one and one makes two.
Put aside the math and the logic of it,
You gotta know you want it
I Got You (Gift)I Got You (Gift)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I Got You
Shit, how did I get myself in such a stupid situation like this? Lovino asked himself as he walked around alone on the streets of Florence. He had gone on a blind date and he ended up getting slapped and cursed at by his date. How was he supposed to know she was offended by racist jokes? He was just kidding anyways!
Either way, his car had stopped working which is why he was walking. Lovino cursed to himself and wondered why he hadn’t taken it to the mechanic when his brother had told him that his car was making weird noises. He stopped in his tracks as he began to think more.
Quickly pulling out his phone, Lovino dialed his brother’s number and waited to her his voice. Why hadn’t he thought of this sooner? He couldn’t call Antonio because he was in Spain right now with his fiancé, Francis, so it only made sense to call his brother.
“Lovi? What’s wrong?” Came the worried response from his brot
Fluffy Itacest Request- Tissues and Italian WineLovino wasn't sure what to do with his evening. It had been about a month since his longtime boyfriend, Antonio, had broken up with him. He hadn't quite gotten over the abrupt break up yet, and things hadn't been made better by the impromptu World Conference a day before. The poor Southern Italian had been seated directly across from the Spaniard and his new boyfriend, the Wine Basta- er, Francis, suffering through all the useless, uncalled for flirting. Needless to say, Lovi was not at his happiest. At least Feli's not here, he thought to himself with a sigh.Fluffy Itacest Request- Tissues and Italian Wine3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Things were getting a little more stressful for Romano. Being around his brother was getting harder than it used to be. It wasn't because lovable little Feliciano was annoying (though he was on occasion) or anything of that sort. No, it was for a completely different reason. Lately, the North of Italy was having a strange effect on his older brother. Lovino couldn't remain near Feliciano for too long, or else, he bec
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Tears dripped down the Italian nation’s face as he swirled wine around a glass, silence encasing the room in which he sat. He leaned back in the wooden kitchen chair, tilting it ever-so-slightly. He watched the dark liquid swirl around inside the clear glass and sighed. It hadn’t been a very good day for him, although….when was it ever a “good” day anymore…?
His name was Lovino Vargas, and this very day happened to be his birthday. That is, the birthday he shared with his brother, Feliciano. It was the same day that years ago the two had unified, quite possibly the proudest day of his life. That day, he’d finally been recognized as Italy. Though it seemed like everyone had forgotten about him since then.
You see, after the unification, the ot
Say It Right In the day, in the nightSay It Right2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Say it right, say it all
You either got it or you don't
You either stand or you fall
Feliciano was standing beside Lovino's bed watching him sleep. He moved some of Lovino's hair out of his face, taking care to avoid the curl. He continued to watch him for a few more moments. Then he leaned over and kissed his forehead before smiling sadly.
"It's funny and sad... You're my fratello, I'm not suppose to feel this way about you... People say it's wrong and sick, but I..."
When your will is broken
When it slips from your hands
When there's no time for joking
There's a hole in the plan
Tears began to run down Feliciano's cheek and he rubbed them away in frustration. This only caused more to fall from his eyes and a small sob escaped from his lips. He tried to calm down, but he continued to stare at Lovino as he began to speak again.
"I can't help it. I can't stop this feeling. Even if you don't feel the same way, I can't stop it. You only s
[APH] - RomanoXItaly Romano and Italy slowly staggered back into their house. They had just come back from a long walk in the woods-which Feli forced Lovino to go. Now Romano gladly sat down on the plush couch in their living room. He looked at the nearby clock. 11:46pm. Damn that fratello just HAD to take the longest route there was.[APH] - RomanoXItaly3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Italy stretched his arms and let out a big yawn "Ve~ I'm so tired!"
"Then go to bed bastardo!" He snapped back, must be all the walking that made him snap at his brother, even though he didn't like to. Feli clearly looked hurt even though he was used to his brother's bad language, which made Romano add; "Fine You can sleep with me if you want..." "Yay!" Italy chirped cheerfully and bounced a little, then they both headed to the bed that was located upstairs.
The morning sun made Romano slowly stir from the big, regal bed. He tried to sit up, but instead got
Coffee for You and MeCoffee for You and MeCoffee for You and Me2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lovino finally discovered something that he hated and had known it deep down inside but never really knew that he hated it...
It's somewhat hard to explain...
Either way, he discovered his hatred for coffee. Especially the lattes, mochas, and whatever. Lovino would sneer at the mere mention of the drink. Lately, he had been drinking tea, wine, juice, water... He even tried beer once! Only to forget that stupid drink.
Exactly what triggered his hatred for that one drink that was favored throughout the entire world? Hm, possibly the death of the only girl he loved. Why?
Because Feliciana Vargas loved coffee.
She always begged Lovino to take her to a café where she would order coffee and a random pastry. He would order the same and listen to her talk about different things. Lovino loved the way she would pause in the middle of a rant to sip her warm drink and close her eyes in pure bliss. Not that he would have ever admitted during the time she was alive
Itacest~ I'll Protect You FratelloOn the playground the children surrounded one particular Italian child that they found to be rather irritating. They laughed at him when he curled into a fetal position and cried for help.Itacest~ I'll Protect You Fratello3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Fratello, help me!"
"Would you shut up!" One of the kids began to be irritated and started to kick him in the side.
Suddenly he felt another child grab him them from behind and knock them down.
Another Italian child that looked much like the one lying on the ground had knocked the child down. He shielded the crying one with his body.
"Leave mi Fratello alone!" he cried out.
The whimpering boy under him said with a shaky voice, "G-grazie Lovi."
"I'll always be there to protect you Feli."
- - - - - - - years later~ - - - - - -
"Fratello!" Feliciano hugged Lovino tightly. "Ve~ I'm so happy that you're staying with me for the weekend!"
"Yeah, yeah, it's only for the weekend."
Lovino hugged his brother right back with just as much passion. They let go of each other and walked into Feliciano's
Bonded Lovers (Itacest)Soft sobs, coupled with frightened screams, broke the quiet of the room. A bundled figure tossed and turned on a large bed, reaching out to grasp something, but their hands would curl into fists moments later. The door to the room quietly opened, and another figureBonded Lovers (Itacest)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
rushed to the bed, immediately cradling the first in their arms, cooing comforting words. The sobs and screams died down, reducing to whimpers, while they clutched at the second figure, much like a child would to their mother. Sitting silently and calmly, they waiting
until the first figure sat up, turning away sharply for the second figure, ashamed at being caught and comforted.
‘It’s alright.’ The first figure shook his head, his fingers ripping thru the bed sheet below them as he crumpled it between his fingers, shaking his head furiously.
‘I’m not a fucking child!’ A hand reached out, rubbing up and down the shaking figures back comfortingly, waiting patiently until they relaxed, falli
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Tough to be a Parent
Spain walked towards the dining room table slowly with a tired look plastered on his face. His footsteps echoed through the empty room as he reached his seat. He pulled the chair back and straightened up his back just to hear a few bones in his spine crack. He groaned quietly and sat down, hunching his back again and staring at the shiny mahogany table.
"Bonjour, mon ami~!" Spain heard his friend, France, trill from afar. He muttered a quiet 'hola' before laying his face on the table. He heard France's footsteps become louder and louder as the blond man walked towards him. "What is wrong? Are you not feeling well?" France asked with a concern tone in his voice.
Spain sighed and crossed his arms on the table. "Taking care of children is harder than I thought... Especially if they're really moody most of the time." He said and pursed his lips. France sighed too and nodded.
"Even though Canada is not as troublesome as his brother, it is a bit hard to take care of him
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Yellow, red, orange, and brown leaves swirled around Feliciano as he walked through the forest near Mr. Roderich’s house. It was early fall so it wasn’t that cold yet, meaning he could still go out without a coat or a scarf. The sun was shining brightly in the clear blue sky, gently warming Feliciano up. He smiled softly as he watched the leaves fall to the ground, their flight to the ground appearing like some sort of dance. He spun around with the leaves, entranced by the way they moved. He reached out to touch a scarlet colored leaf, but it flew out of his grasp, causing him to gasp quietly.
The leaf flew off into the woods were a mysterious trail started. Feliciano wasn’t sure he remembered where the trail led to or if he had even explored the trail before. He couldn’t remember if the trail had always been there. He looked back to see Mr. Roderich’s house in plain view, unsure if he would be allowed to trail away. He knew that soon
I Must Be Crazy -Itacest-*I'm going to use names rather than calling them North and South Italy. xDI Must Be Crazy -Itacest-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
North Italy: Feliciano
South Italy: Romano
Part I: Romano's POV
I watched as my brother emerged from our bedroom, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with a fist. He yawned rather loudly, and I rolled my eyes, noting how unnatural it sounded.
Of course, Feliciano is a pretty unnatural person. Not only does he have a high voice and a girlish personality, but he lives off pasta, and his most overused word is 'vee'. I chuckled to myself, turning back to the pasta I was stirring for my little brother as he sat down on the couch. Feliciano was often mistaken as a girl when we were younger. He often wore girls' clothing, though I'm not sure why. He never really likes to talk about that awkward period of his life, and I can't say I blame him. I wouldn't be bringing it up if I were him, either.
"Vee!" Feliciano c
Hetalia -- Itacest: Something More Than DessertsHetalia -- Itacest: Something More than DessertsHetalia -- Itacest: Something More Than Desserts3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Thank you for taking the time to read this fanfiction. Actually, this is my first fanfiction ever, so, why not write about my number one OTP? ( Terribly sorry if it makes no sense! I tried my best! ;w; )
I had aid from one of my friends, Sey, who is my little Itacest buddy. She did a few parts of the beginning. Right. An Itacest lemon with cooking, misuse of cooking ingredients, and the Italy brothers. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, nor do I own these characters. These belong to Hidekaz Himaruya.
Quietly laying on the couch; long legs stretched out in a lazy-sort of way; arms folded behind a dark-chocolate colored head, acting like a cradle. Slow and even breathing echoed throughout the still house, with not another soul around to hear. With the television softly humming in the background, the light rays of sunset giving the
Earthquake - ItacestPain.Earthquake - Itacest6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sharp pain ripped through Lovinos side and he grabbed it instinctly, flinching. This, in turn caused him to drop his fork with a loud clatter. Feliciano looked over at his older brother, and seeing the look of pain on his face rushed over.
Lovino, whats wrong?
Death. People were dying. What was happening?
I dont know Lovino gritted out. Feliciano hugged his older brother, not knowing what else to do. Lovino was grateful for the gesture, even if it did nothing to ease his pain.
Eventually though, it stopped.
Feliciano, realizing that his brother was feeling better, went to find out what had happened. He soon returned, a somber look on his normally cheerful face.
There was an earthquake in L'Aquila, Feliciano explained. Lovino did ask for the death toll. He could guess quite easily by the feeling of just loss he was experienc
Teardrops - Itacest FluffFeliciano had always been used to crying. Ever since he was little, he'd cry whenever he was afraid, or lonely, or scared, or even just because he was happy. Crying was a part of his Italian personality. His older brother Lovino wept just as much as the younger Italian, but the elder's tears were only shed for important reasons. Lovino saved his weeping for when he saw his own brother in pain. Because, no matter how much the stubborn Italian protested, Lovino loved his little brother.Teardrops - Itacest Fluff3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Feliciano, stop crying, you big baby."
"Ve~. B-But, Fratello's crying, too "
"Idiot. I'm the big brother; I'm supposed to cry... Y'know so you don't have to."
Back when the two brothers were preadolescent, they were separated and watched over by different caretakers. Lovino lived with a cheerful Spaniard by the name of Antonio, while his younger brother Feliciano was practically enslaved by a stuck-up aristocrat named Roderich.
Lovino had once found his younger brother sobbing in a corn
I Love My Brother Club Itacest Romano exited the stupid club, not really feeling better at all. America could have his brother (who he wasn't really sure existed) if he damn well wanted to. Prussia God dammit he'd had sex with Germany! How fucking unfair! And the rest were as alone as he was.I Love My Brother Club Itacest4 years ago in Humor More Like This
He began thinking about the damn potato bastards again. It wasn't that he wanted to have sex with his brother (not that it wouldn't be totally hot and perfect) but he wanted his brother to actually love him. He could trick Italy into sex, but he'd still be absolutely alone.
Italy didn't even like Romano. He knew Italy was still inhumanely nice to him, but his brother was just like that. One person's inhumanely nice was Italy's annoyance and dislike (not hate, though. Was it even possible for Italy to hate?)
And Romano just kept loathing his life as he walked headfirst into someone on the way home, shutting his eyes in pain.
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I sit at my desk and read over another piece of paper before crossing a big X on the signature line. Being an informant there are plenty of people who would love to forge my signature so I always sign my papers with an X to avoid problems. I set the sheet down on a stack of papers and rub my eyes tiredly. I stare at the three stacks of paper in front of me and groan loudly. I contemplate on just blowing off my paperwork but I know Namie will yell at me when she gets back from her break.
I crack my back and spin in my chair a few times, glancing at the moon high in the sky through the window. I stand up and pop my neck before heading into the kitchen and pouring myself a cup of tea. Taking a few long sips, I sit back down in my chair and pick up the next sheet of paper before my cell phone rings. Thankful for the distraction, I see the caller id is [name] and smile widely.
"[Name] so nice to hear from you! Did you miss me already?" I spin in my chair playfully but stop when
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"You seem to be very strange."
"W-what do you mean?"
"Well, you're such a crybaby. I would like to know what would happen if I pulled your curl."
"N-no! Please! Please don't!"
"What's going to happen if I do? Are you going to cry for Mama, plaksa?"
"Hey! Leave him alone!"
The tall kid turns, his dark eyes flaring with irritation. The younger one with the long curl whimpers, looking up hopefully.
"I said leave him alone."
The kid with the fierce blue eyes, glasses, and sandy hair narrows his eyebrows in a threatening sort of way. The taller one, the bully, smiles pleasantly.
"And why should I, comrade?"
The blue-eyed kid stiffens a little at the word comrade, but his determined gaze continues.
"Because it's not cool."
The older kid raises his eyebrows as if surprised and chuckles. He lets go of the younger
boy, whose eyes were filling with tears, and walks over casually to the blue-eyed boy.
"You don't want me as an
Dancing with a Broken Heart -Itacest-((Does have Spamano in it as well))Dancing with a Broken Heart -Itacest-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My amber eyes were burning.
Just watching my brother dancing and smiling with his new husband made me want to scream and rip these curtains behind me to shreds. I knew I would probably do that If I hadn't had this much control. I knew I would have done it, because my fingers were twitching and my claw like nails were digging into my palm.
I could feel the hot and sticky blood dripping down my palm, just like how any form of positivity was leaving my heart.
I could see how happy he was with the German, and how happy the German was with him.
But why couldn't I be in that stupid potatoes place?!
'Come on, Feli you're my brother, that has to credit for something. Can't you feel me; can't you feel the pain that's slowly killing me?'
Held my breath as the last wave pulls me under, under
What doesn't kill you makes you so much stronger, stronger
Can you feel this pain?
Rushing through these v
One more night (fluffy Itacest)One more night (fluffy Itacest)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One more night
"Ve, fratello, can I sleep with you tonight?" Feliciano gave me the look off a kicked puppy. I groaned and nodded.
"Fine... But only for this night, damn it!" I said. He smiled.
"Yay! Okay. " He said and climbed into bed. He snuggled against my shoulder and all you could hear was his soft
"Ve's". I rolled my eyes and tried to go to sleep. I couldn't fall asleep with him clinging onto my arm. I tried to shake him off but he whimpered in protest.
"No... Don't go... " He said. I tried again to push him off but then he wrapped his arms around my neck. His hot breath on my neck made me blush.
"Feli, let go damn it." I whispered. He shook his head.
"No... I love you..." He said. I blushed more.
"You don't love me..." I said and tried to pry him off me. His hold just got tighter.
"Yes I do... I love you.. You're important to me. " I looked at him to see his eyes open and filled with sincerity.
"I'm not important.... " I muttered. He chuckled softly and smiled.
"You are to me...