CIAO! I'm pausing everything else and bringing you this new story about the touchy subject of M!Preg... This is loosely based off of an ongoing (and VERY long) RP me and my friend have been doing for a while... With her permission I turned this into a fanfiction and I hope you guys enjoy it.

Anyway~ On with the tale...

Chapter 1: Again...

"I'm sorry, Mr. South Italy."

No he wasn't. They never were when this happened to me. It was just another failure to add to my list. Someone else I had failed, including myself.

"There's just nothing we can do. Your body, though it is possible, cannot seem to adjust to it enough."

I did it again, I failed. Because I'm weak, and small. I can't do anything right. Not even this.

"Maybe next time, right Signore? Try again, I'm sure it will happen sooner or later."

Yah, right. Maybe is a big word when you've been trying for a while. Maybe is what you tell a child when you don't want to tell them no, or the truth. Maybe is a big lying word made for dreamers.

Of course this was just another secret for me to keep. I'm pretty good at keeping them, with someone as oblivious as Antonio. He never noticed I was that upset. Because I'm just that good. I've only hidden my emotions for hundreds of years. What's the difference of hiding this for the past 2, maybe 2.5.

You've probably figured out what I'm talking about. If not, you must be wanting an explanation.

Flashback

I woke up that morning feeling like shit. I mean it! More than just that "I just woke up and I don't feel well..." kind either. I just didn't want to move. So I didn't, I laid there perfectly still. My senses were still a little out of it from just waking up, but I could hear Antonio's breathing, because he was laying right behind me. I would very well feel his arm wrapped around me protectively, like he was afraid I would leave in the middle of the night.

It wasn't often I would lay there and let him hold me like that. Usually I broke from his hold and proceeded to get ready for my day, or he was already awake and doing the same. I was about to move when I felt him pull me closer.

"This is a nice surprise, Lovi." He whispered, I guess he knew I was awake. I turned my head to look at him. His green eyes were halfway open in that sleepy way he usually wears for ten minutes after he wakes up, and his smile that was always present on his face.

I sighed. "I was about to get up."

Antonio pouted a little and pressed his lips to my cheek, and then to my lips. He's cuddlier than usual in the morning. Then I felt the arm being lifted from me and I got out of bed.

That wasn't the first morning I had felt that way. I had to get to the bottom of it.

I made my way to the bathroom to get ready. Somewhere in the morning routine I called my doctor. (Yes, even nations have personal doctors, because yes sometimes we get sick or injured like humans. It just wasn't always severe...)

Moving on...

"What do you mean pregnant?! I'm male, stupido!" I yelled uncontrollably, later after a million tests. He had to be joking. Of course Dr. Pinasco wasn't one for jokes. Even if his ridiculous mustache said so.

"It is possible for male countries to have children." He replied very slowly. "We have performed every test possible on you and that seems to be the only thing that could be."

I looked at the floor, and sighed. Inside, I was actually happy. Contrary to belief that I am heartless, I love kids. Especially babies, and the thought of having my own, that was also Antonio's, seemed to overwhelm me. A stupid smile broke out across my face as I walked out of that office.

That smile was gone in the next week, the baby never even made it passed the first month, and I never got to tell Antonio.

End of Flashback

So now you know, that was the first time, and I haven't given up. I haven't even told him anytime it happened because I didn't want to hurt him.

As I make my way back home, staring at the pile of paperwork I have to do for my job as I did. I was just going to throw myself into my work, like I usually did when this happened.

It was not going to be a fun week. Because, once again I have to avoid any kind of "sexual activities" as Dr. Pinasco put it for a while. Which means Antonio's would get all pouty, which would make him a bigger bastard than usual.

I know I should tell him, but that would mean I would be showered by "Lovi, I'm so sorry."'s and "We can try again later."'s and I just didn't want to deal with that what-so-ever. Then he would blame himself, and be sad, and be mushy, and annoying.

I finally arrived home, and looked at the lights were on, and there was a pair of green eyes looking out of a window. I let myself smile a little as I looked at the sight. It was like one of those sappy Americano movies, it was so beautiful.

Or maybe I'm a huge romantic.

I'm not sure which, but I was about to ruin the romantic levels, big time...

Wow that was surprising easy to write. Anyway, this was just the beginning and I have alot more to write. It's still a work in progress so, leave a review.

I usually RP Lovino a little darker than usual because it fits me better. So that may explain why he's like that...

Anyway~ leave a review maybe?

I'll post the next chapter later this week...

Update: I'll post a new chapter every other day for a while then it may slow down to twice a week... it depends on my scheduele

Maybe...

Adios~