A/N: Heyo everybody! Sorry for the disapearing act. I caught a bad case of Writer's Block. I still have it but I'm going to upload this chapter anyway. The way I wrote it might make some readers go, "Oh well that was racist," but I don't mean it to be in anyway. With that said...Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia in any way, shape, or form.

Chapter 14: The Morning After

He was surrounded. Everywhere he looked there was nothing but solid black. Not a speck of light. Dropping to his knees he let the darkness sweep over him. Empty and cold, the black abyss was empty and cold. Just like me, Lovino thought numbly. He closed his eyes.

Black.

He opened them widely.

Black.

He closed them, scrunching his face as he did.

Black.

He opened them once again, wishing for some sort of light or color.

Black.

He wasn't disappointed. When you live in a life that is so empty and dark, you start to forget the feeling of color and life. It's like mixing paint. You can not mix a different color with a tub of black and get a new color, you only get black, and when you mix black with a tub of a different color, it only becomes darker. Darker. All I am is a plaguing darkness. I don't make anyone happy. All I do is make life harder. Lovino rested his forehead on his knees. Maybe I should just disappear…

"Te amo."

Lovino's head shot up. His eyes squinted at the sudden explosion of color. The green cut through the black like a knife. In the middle of the spreading color stood that cheery bastard, Antonio. His green eyes sparkled and that stupid grin on his face flashed his white teeth.

Lovino felt his heart skip as he stood from his sitting position. Before he knew it he was running towards him. Antonio offered his hand as Lovino ran closer and closer. Why hadn't he reached him yet? Desperately Lovino raced against the suddenly threatening darkness. He felt like he was getting pulled farther away from his beloved destination. No, no, no! Lovino screamed as he started to feel his legs become jelly.

With one more urgent dash, Lovino finally caught up to the oasis of color. Only now he couldn't enter it. He was stuck in the darkness by some invisible force. Antonio continued to smile dumbly with his hand out for the taking. Lovino placed a weak hand on the transparent wall separating them. I want to be happy, he whispered sadly. The force beneath his hand began to crack with the words. Noticing this, Lovino repeated himself on the brink of tears with determination, I want to be happy! He pushed his body through the force and fell into Antonio's awaiting arms. Wasting no time Lovino wrapped his arms around Antonio with a tight embrace. He nuzzled his face in the boy's chest as he felt two strong arms encircle him.

I am happy…

Lovino woke up to welcoming warmth. Not wanting to loose it he nudged closer. He froze when he heard a sleepy hum as a reaction to his movements. Slowly opening his eyes Lovino went face to chest with, well, Antonio's chest. His face went from pale to a deep red in an alarming rate. If possible, his face turned darker as he noticed Antonio's arm was draped over his body in an almost possessive manner. Lovino wasn't sure whether to be flattered or furious.

Not completely sure what to do at the moment he desperately tried to inch away from Antonio, but how far can you go when you're back is already pressed against a sofa? It resulted into Antonio only pulling him in closer and Lovino freaking out. He yelped with surprise and pushed Antonio off the couch as a reflex.

"Whoa!" Antonio exclaimed instantly waking up as he fell to the floor with a loud, thump. "Mios Dios, ow ow ow!" he said sitting up and rubbing the back of his head.

Lovino moved to the edge of that couch horrified that he just pushed Antonio off a it in such an unneeded manner. "A-Antonio, I'm so sorry!" Lovino blurted out.

Antonio looked up at Lovino with a sunny smile. "Buenos dias, Lovi. It is alright," he said before standing up and stretching. "Did you sleep okay?" The truth was, Antonio felt a little stiff from sleeping on the couch all night but it was with Lovino so it was worth it.

Lovino couldn't help but blush slightly, he had just slept with Antonio, which when he thought about how dirty it sounded it make him blush even more. "I slept fine," it sounded too plain so Lovino added, "bastard." He looked away. The truth was that he probably had the best night sleep he had in a while, a long while.

"I'm glad," Antonio chimed ruffling Lovino's hair. He didn't even swat it away, which made Antonio happy. He snapped back and clapped his hands together, "Alright, how about some breakfast?"

That caught Lovino's undivided attention. Everything is better when food is in the picture.

Lovino sat at the kitchen table uncomfortably shifting in his seat. He looked around the kitchen: sink, stove, oven, refrigerator, dishwasher etc… It was pretty average. His eyes wandered over to Antonio. He was at the stove and stirring some eggs, with his back to Lovino. He was humming some Spanish tune and swinging his hips slightly to the beat. Lovino's eyes drifted down to his back side and he instantly blushed but didn't take his eyes off dat Spanish ass.

Then Antonio turned around and Lovino was staring at something else. Quickly averting his eyes, Lovino tried to cover the fact that he was just staring at Antonio's behind. Antonio, being the oblivious yet adorable idiot he was, didn't even notice Lovino staring at his crotch. He came over to the table and scooped some yellow egg onto Lovino's awaiting plate and then his. He returned the pan to the stove and sat down opposite of Lovino.

They ate in silence. Awkward. Silence. It was incredibly uncomfortable so Lovino decided to say something. "Hey bastard," he piped up getting Antonio's attention. "Where is your family?"

"Mi familia?" Antonio cocked an eyebrow. He was not expecting Lovino, of all people, to ask about his family, but he was happy that he was curious. "My father is working in Spain, and my mother is a nurse at the hospital a few towns over. She is constantly busy so she usually stays at the hospital but when she gets days off she comes home. I also have a cousin that sometimes comes over, but you don't want to meet her," Antonio said. When he mentioned his cousin he shivered slightly.

"Why?" Lovino asked, quickly regretting it.

"Because she's a slutty whore stripper," Antonio said with a shrug.

Lovino froze, "Uh okay." He was not expecting that. The silence took over again. Once again Lovino felt unconformable, and he barely touched his food. He continued to push the eggs around his plate with his fork.

BANG!

Lovino jumped at the sudden sound of the door flying open and crashing against the wall. Antonio looked up in the direction of the door unfazed. A gruff voice followed soon after, "Antonio, the awesome me has arriv-" A dull thud. "Ow vhat the fuck, Francis?"

"Shut up, what kind of greeting is that?" A French voice rang smoothly. Then a blonde and an albino head poked into the kitchen. Francis' brain quickly misinterpreted the situation and smiled warmly at the two, who he figured just fucked each other's brains out the previous night.

Gilbert, being…Gilbert, stormed right into the kitchen and yelled confused, "Vhat the hell? Vhy are you here so early in the morning?" His ruby eyes wandered to the food, "And he made you breakfast?" His mouth hung open as he tried to figure out what the hell was going on.

Francis walked in and smacked him upside the head for the second time that morning. "Gilbert don't you know lovers when you see them? God, you are such an idiot," Francis said. He them mumbled something in French under his breath.

"Lovers?" Gilbert said a little more than loud. Lovino's face lit up and Antonio's cheeks turned pink.

"Whoa guys Lovi and I aren't lovers," Antonio said with a nervous chuckle. Gilbert and Francis both turned to face Antonio at the same time. They both had skeptical looks on their face, which made Antonio nervous.

The duo walked over to Antonio and picked him up. They dragged the Spaniard into the living room and threw him onto the couch. They lowered their faces so they could look Antonio in the eye. Green flickered between red and blue. Antonio was getting flustered at the sudden seriousness of his two usually goofy friends. Gilbert was first to start the interrogation. "So," he started, "you two did not engage in certain sexual activities the previous night? Or did you?"

Francis smirked at the surprising intelligence of his friend, but Antonio still stayed silent, so he decided to ask the same question only simpler. "Did you two have sex?"

"I know what Gil meant, and no, we did not. I would never take advantage of Lovi like that, guys. Dios I'm no pervert!" Antonio answered frustrated.

"Oh okay dude, so you're still a virgin right?" Gilbert reverted back to his usual self.

"Jesus do we really have to have this conversation now? And I am not answering that Gilbert," Antonio said rising from the couch to head back to the kitchen. Francis and Gilbert followed like puppies. Lovino sat at the table drumming his fingers against the chestnut top.

Antonio opened his mouth to say something but Francis threw himself onto his back and said, "Pack your things Lovino we are going to the Point today!"

"WHOOOO!" Gilbert shouted throwing his hands in the air.

"What?" Lovino snapped confused.

"Qué?" Antonio twisted his neck to look at both of his beaming friends

A/n: So hopefully you guys liked it. I just kind of puked out anything that entered my head. Plus, I didn't proof read this when I was submiting this. So sorry if there is any stupid mistakes. Please Reivew! They make me happy. Over and out!