Antonio stood there, shocked. He couldn't believe what he was hearing as he stood in front of Lovino. The Italian was crying yet he had spoke those words which he had wanted to believe that were false. Antonio just stood there, not knowing what to say or even do. Part of him wanted to hug Lovino and tell him to calm down while the other part of him wanted to run off and never see Lovino again. The poor Spaniard wasn't sure what to do.

Lovino choked up as he clenched his hands before turning and running off before Antonio could do anything at all. Antonio stood there still, though. Why was Lovino crying if all of it was pretend? Was there something more to this? Antonio continued standing there before running after Lovino. He needed to know if there was more to all of this than just that.

Antonio quickly caught up to Lovino before grabbing the Italian's wrist, pulling him to a stop. Lovino tried to pull away, his choked sobs continuing to show through before he felt himself being pulled into a hug.

"Lovi…. Please tell me what you really feel…" the Spaniard softly begged. "I don't want to see you crying…" Lovino continued to cry as he buried his face into Antonio's shoulder, his hands clenching the Spaniard's shirt. He was still confused about his true feelings, but Antonio seemed to make him feel better somehow. Lovino hiccupped as he looked up at Antonio who was looking down at him with shimmering, concerned eyes.

"I…. I d-don't know…." Lovino softly said as he clung to Antonio, feeling his knees giving out on him. "I don't know!" Antonio pressed his forehead against Lovino's, looking the Italian straight in the eyes.

"Lovi…. Why?"

"I-I don't know! I… I…" Lovino didn't have time to finish. Antonio pressed his lips to Lovino's, interrupting the Italian in mid-sentence. At first Lovino was surprised by this but slowly sunk into the kiss, his eyes closing. Lovino's cheeks became completely red and heated up at the action. Minutes passed before Antonio pulled away, shyly smiling at Lovino.

"D-does that help Lovi…?" the Spaniard asked softly. The Italian looked up at Antonio before puffing out his cheeks.

"B-Bastard! Y-You did that w-without c-consent! W-What would you do i-if I didn't like you!"

"Ah… I-I'm sorry Lovi! I….." Antonio paused before looking back down at Lovino. "Did you just say 'if'?" Lovino's face went completely red as he looked away from Antonio.

"M-Maybe! C-Chigii!" Lovino covered his face with his hands, wanting to disappear at the moment. Antonio blushed before smiling and hugging Lovino.

"Aw~ Lovi~ I'm so happy~" Antonio chimed happily. Lovino said nothing as he hugged Antonio back. It felt nice to actually know the Spaniard the way that he did. Someone who loved him and cared for him, and someone who didn't care if he didn't like him that much.

Antonio was a perfect being, or at least to Lovino he was. He felt his heart swell with joy as he thought about it. Antonio was the only one who could actually make him happy and he could only show that happiness to said person.

Lovino realized that he could have a relationship, but it was only Antonio that could make that possible. Only Antonio could make his heart beat so fast that it made his face redden. Only Antonio could break through that shield he had learned to put up and keep himself hidden from the rest of the world. It felt nice for once to be able to give his heart to someone and get something unexpected in return.

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. An unexpected person that is hard to figure out.

A/N: Yeah... the end. I wasn't really planning on this being very long in the first place Just an idea that came to me is all. I hope you enjoys anyways!