"Hurry up, ragazza! Geez, you're so freaking SLOW!!!" Romano complained. He was standing atop a hill where you two were to have a picnic under the giant tree where you two had played as kids. Currently, you were dragging behind, as walking up a giant hill COULD get tiring. So Romano waited impatiently at the top. Once you finally made it, he took the basket from you roughly and started setting things up. You stood there until he finished setting up the blanket.
"Hurry up and sit down, stupida!" he insulted. He didn't MEAN to say such things. In
fact, his thoughts were MUCH different from what came out of his mouth.
'Crap! I said something mean again. I wish I could say something nice for once...' he sulked for a second, but then whipped his attention back to the task at hand. He noticed you had started taking things out of the basket.
"Don't, let me do it, clumsy ragazza. You might break something."
'I don't want you to get cut on anything.' he thought. You drew back and waited for everything to be set up. He was soon done with that task, and now that the food was set out, you wanted a drink. Romano had packed lunch with a bottle of your favorite drink, ___. Just as you reached for the bottle and had it in your hand, ready to pour yourself a glass, he took it away.
"You might spill it." he grumped out. You huffed a bit, but drew back again.
'It's the man's job to serve the woman.' he thought once again. Then he handed you a glass.
"Thank you." you thanked, smiling at him. He replied with a 'hmph', and turned his gaze elsewhere. Little did you know, he was blushing. Your little smile had made his heart skip a beat and speed up rapidly. He sipped his drink. He then pondered what would happen if he KISSED you. If his heart skipped this much already, than wouldn't his heart be in danger if you two actually DID anything together? He choked on the drink and started coughing. You got worried and started to pat his back, and once he had gained control of his breath, you rubbed his back.
"Are you ok?" you asked worriedly.
"D-don't touch me!!!" he snapped at you. You drew back and felt very hurt.
You had only wanted to help him. After all, you loved him. He was your best friend, your childhood friend, and he meant so much to you. Why was he acting like this now? You didn't know, you were confused and hurt and you didn't know what else to do but cry out of frustration. You looked down at your lap where your hands were clasped together, and saw a tear pat down on your joined hands.
'O-oh, crap!!! I didn't mean to say that!!!' Romano thought to himself, suddenly very regretful, sorry, and guilty. He started to come closer to you.
"R-ragazza, mi dispiace. I didn't mean to do that, it's my fault. I'm sorry." he reached
his hand out to touch yours, but you flinched and shook a little bit. You didn't mean to flinch, but you didn't want to get hurt, either. His tone of voice was unlike what he usually used, even the ones he normally used. You turned away from him and stood up,
"W-wait! You don't have to leave!" Romano yelled after you, not bothering to get up. He didn't want to force you to stay. It was HIS fault, after all. He didn't mean to do and say the things he did, it was just part of his personality.In fact, he even lo- no, no, he'd never admit to that. His cheeks blushed bright red and he sighed hopelessly, laying on the ground on his stomach, and crossing his arms, laying them in front of his head as he lay with his face in the grass.
'___, mi dispiace. I'm sorry... You probably hate me right now, will you even forgive me this time?' he sulked. Little did he know that you had actually gone to a nearby meadow.
'Geez, I wonder what's been up with Romano lately.' You thought to yourself.
'Sometimes he just makes me SO mad!!! But... I love him anyways. Ever since we were kids, I've known he's been like this. But somehow, it hurts so much when he looks at me like that. When he speaks to me like that, it's like he's tearing out a piece of my heart. You sighed as you knelt down and gathered some flowers. You knew what you'd do to make the
situation better between you two. As you busied yourself with your current task, your thoughts drifted back to your childhood.
You weren't super talkative in class, since no one wanted to talk to you for some reason. You had heard that since you were the new kid in the kindergarten class, people had already formed their own groups of friends, and nobody wanted to play with the 'outsider' as they called you. No one would share toys or cookies with you, and some people would even make fun of you, like little kids do. You spend another day bored in class, and then once it ended, you got up from your seat, taking your things. You started to walk out of the classroom when some boys called you.
"Hey outsider! C'mere!" one taunted. You got a shiver down your spine. They wanted to beat you up, you just knew it! You started to run out of the room, going as fast as your little legs could carry you. You ran out the doors that lead to the outside of the school, and ran all the way to the playground.
"Hey ugly, where ya goin'!?" another called. You were trying to lose them, but they were too fast.
"Come back here!" the third boy said. You felt like crying. Soon, you ran into a dead end.
"Aha, NOW we got 'er." the leader said, and they all ran up to you. However, there was something blocking their path that they just so happened to run into.
"Hey, watch it!" one of them yelled.
"Yeah, you wanna get beat up!?" another threatened.
It turned out that they had run into another boy. One you recognized to be 'Romano'. He never spoke in class, and he always scowled. He seemed angry all the time, and no one bothered messing with him. Once the boys saw who he was, they were a bit intimidated, but remained tough looking.
"Beat up? What could a pipsqueak like YOU do, eh?" Romano asked the leader, walking up and poking his forehead, making the boy fall backward.
"Chasing after a ragazza and knocking me over. You know that's gonna cost ya, right?" he asked, and then grabbed the leader's shirt, pulling him up to Romano's face.
"If you know what's good for ya, you'll leave this place now and never bother anyone again. Because if you accidently chase someone and end up running into me again, I'm not gonna be in a very good mood, get it?" he threatened. The leader nodded.
"I-I'm sorry, sir. We'll never bother either of you again. He said, scrambling to his feet and Romano let him go as he ran away.
"Eh? Either of us?" he questioned, looking backwards. He saw you cowering against the back of a rock wall.
"Hey! Ragazza stupida! You caused alotta trouble, you know that!?" he questioned you. You still shook, but then looked at him.
"I-I'm sorry... Th-thank you so much..." you said, quivering.
"Huh? I didn't hear you." he said, on account of your quiet and shaky voice.
"I-I said... Thank you. You saved me, and got those bullies to stop picking on me." You said, growing more confident. You walked over to him and grabbed his shirt in comfort.
"It was nothing, I didn't do it for you. And, h-hey! Stop touching me!" he complained, blushing. You giggled a bit. He was cute. You thought that of him, and from then on, you two grew closer and closer.
----------End of Flashback----------
Finally finishing your task at hand, you snapped out of your thoughts and smiled. You stood up quickly, and ran to go back to the picnic.
'I shouldn't let this food go to waste. Maybe I should just go home. But...' Romano had been contemplating what to do as he waited for you to -maybe- come back. He decided to go, but then he wanted to wait for a while to see if you'd come back. Now he keeps waiting and waiting, always talking himself out of leaving, though he's almost completely sure that it's a hopeless cause. He still had a foolish ray of hope, in his mind. Then he decided to sit up and sigh.
'It's useless. She won't come back. I bet she even went home already.' he thought bitterly to himself, starting to put things away slowly, hoping to buy as much time as possible before leaving, in case you might come back.
'It's all your fault, you idiot. You always say the wrong things, and you can never be nice. You have no right to complain, and if she hates you, then how can you blame her?' he thought bitterly at himself.
'Well, I only act this way so I won't show my true feelings. She'd be weirded out if I started being super nice to her, and it'd look suspicious. Though I know she should be treated like a princess. Somehow, I just hope that if she had to pick someone, that it'd be me, and no one else. I want her all to myself, she's my best friend, and no one has been with her as long as I have. She tells me things that she doesn't even tell her own family.' he thought back.
'You SERIOUSLY still think you have a chance with her? You're a fool. Who would like a douche like you?' his mind thought back. Then he gave up. The voices in his head stopped. They didn't need to say anything, because he knew they were right. No matter what he said, it was all true. He put his head in his hands and almost started to cry. Then he heard it. The voice that beat out angels singing. He lifted his head to see beautiful shining (h/l) (h/c) hair, and smiling (e/c) eyes.
"Romano~!!! I'm back~!!!" you cheered happily, smiling and a bit out of breath as you ran up the tall hill. Romano felt a pang in his heart. He absolutely HAD to tell you how he felt. He stood up and looked down as you approached.
"Romano?" you asked, confused at why he hadn't responded. Romano's hands clenched so tight, they were growing white rather than their normal beautiful shade. His lovely golden eyes bore holes in the ground. Then suddenly, his head snapped up, and his eyes directed towards you. They were serious. You felt a pang of nervousness in your chest.
"___... I-I'm so sorry, please forgive me!!!" he pleaded, getting down on his knees and looked at the ground helplessly. You were taken aback by the whole scene, and didn't want to see him in pain like this. Besides, he NEVER called you by your name. Not unless it was something really important.
"I know I always say the wrong thing and treat you like utter crap, but I'm sorry! I know you may not forgive me, but I just want you to know one thing..." His head snapped up, and he grabbed your hands, bringing them closer to his face, which was about level with them. He placed a soft kiss on each one, and squeezed them gently. His eyes seemed to soften, and it melted your heart. Now YOU felt like the one who is supposed to be crying. To see Romano so weak like this... Not just the weak excuse he uses to get out of fighting since he's so lazy, but these true feelings, it was overwhelming.
"___, ti amo. I've always cared for you, ever since we were kids. Even though I was mean to you, ever time I mistreated you, it was all out of embarrassment and pride. I know I'm pathetic, and I know I'm weak. But I love you so very much, you mean the world to me. I never meant to hurt you, and I never will again, if you can accept me." he said, and looked at you expectantly.
"..." You were speechless. He started to look down and get sad.
'I knew it... I'm so sorry...' he thought. But then he felt something on his head, and then a warmth enveloping his body. You had placed a flower crown that you had made on his head, and then were hugging him. You pulled back for a second and lifted his chin up so you could see his face.
"Lovi..." you said contently. You smiled a lovely smile at him and kissed both of his cheeks gently.
"I could never hate you, and I DO forgive you. I've never thought about ditching you or leaving you behind. You're my best friend, and... I love you too." You said, putting your lips to his. He froze for a second before pressing his lips against yours passionately. He wrapped his arms around your body and tipped you down so you were laying under him. You wrapped your arms around his neck as the kiss got more passionate. Finally, you broke for air.
"L-Lovi..." you moaned, as he started to kiss your cheeks and forehead and nose and every part of your face, before going down to your neck and kissing it softly up and down.
"I'm sorry, ___. I'll never treat you poorly again. You're the most beautiful girl in the world to me, and nothing could ever replace you." he said, as he found your soft spot. You gasped, and he gently nibbled it. He wasn't trying to be mischievous or move to fast. Quite the opposite in fact, he only wished to give you pleasure. He wanted you to use his body to get your pleasure, and he wanted to make you feel loved and know his true feelings towards you.
"Romano... I love you." you said, smiling. He paused and withdrew from your neck to smile a genuine smile to your face.
"E io amo la mia Bella ragazza."