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NOTE: For all you fluff fans out there, there is an alternative fluff ending part 2 (link is in the description). However, this works as a oneshot as well, in my opinion...

Today is going to be the day. I will definitely tell him today, for sure. No more excuses. No more putting it off.

This was Lovino Vargas's resolution as he grabbed his backpack, and walked out of his house to school.

Lovino was in love with that bastardo, that Antonio. He loved his beautiful, tan face, his twinkling green eyes, and his luscious chocolate hair. Hell, he loved everything about Antonio.

He could never fathom if Antonio liked him back or not. Sometimes, he and Antonio would stay up late into the night, talking about something or the other through the use of instant messaging. At other times, Antonio seemed to find Lovino negligible, a shadow in the dark.

Lovino hated to show weakness, but he could never stand it whenever Antonio ignored him. Part of his heart would crumble away into dust, and another part of him felt like molten lava had been poured all over. When that feeling happened, an unexplainable, snappish, flippant remark would come flying out of his mouth, and the ugly words would direct their way to Antonio.

But today would be the day. He would finally, finally, finally confess today, when there would be no one around. (Admittedly, he had put off his confession the day before. And the day before. And the day before. Oh, and the day before).

He strutted down the hallway, trying to look nonchalant, as he scanned the crowd for Antonio. Lovino gulped as he spotted him casually talking to… Gilbert.

Not now, then… I can always go up to him later… Stupid bastardo, why are you so popular?

With those thoughts in his mind, Lovino sauntered off to his locker. He slammed it harder than usual, telling himself that it definitely had been an accident, and not because he had heard Antonio's hearty laughter, snickering to something Gilbert had just said.

Stupid bastardo.

He walked into class, and took his seat. Hmmm. Now would be a good time—Antonio sat behind him in English, after all.

Lovino sat up, ramrod-straight, in his seat, as he waited for Antonio to come into class. Antonio finally scrambled in, but before Lovino could open his mouth, the bell rang.

Internally seething, Lovino half-listened as Professor Jones ranted on about some American classic, Of Mice and Men. He ended his tirade with assigning the class pages to read, and scurried back to hide away behind his computer.

Now Lovino could finally tell—

"Mr. Bonnefoy, are you distracting Kirkland, again? Here—Vargas, switch seats with him." Both Lovino and his brother, Feliciano, started to stand up. "Er, Lovino Vargas," Mr. Jones commanded. Feliciano couldn't resist the beaming smile that was forming on his face—he liked his seat, which was next to Ludwig.

Lovino bit his tongue to keep from screaming and throwing his English materials at Mr. Jones. No one ever picked on Feliciano, of course.

All of class, he watched as Francis and Antonio discreetly passed notes when Mr. Jones wasn't looking. Rage boiled in him again, but he decided that lunch would be a nice time to finally fess up.

After enduring several more classes of pure torture, the bell rang loudly, signaling the inception of lunch. Lovino stood in front of his locker as he skimmed the large crowd of people for Antonio, and finally found him.


Antonio smiled gloriously, and began to walk towards Lovino's direction. Lovino could do nothing but stand there like an idiot; his feet were super-glued to the floor. His mouth was probably agape, too, but he couldn't close it. All he could do was hope that he wasn't drooling.

It seemed like Antonio was walking in slow motion towards him. At the rate at which Antonio was walking, Lovino suspected that Mel-, no, Matth-, no… just… just that one invisible kid whom no one knows, had poured maple syrup all over the floor. Lovino mentally smacked himself, and tried to look sharp as Antonio came closer and closer… Two feet away… One…

"Ahem. Antonio, you bastar—"

"OYE, GILBERT! FRANCIS! ¿Qué tal? What's up?" Antonio greeted as he walked right by Lovino, and high-fived the two, who were standing about two feet behind Lovino.

The two feet distance felt more like five meters.

Disappointedly, Lovino snatched his lunch, and stormed away to sit alone. He knew that there would be no more opportunities left, at least for today.

Oh well, Lovino thought, as he bit into a tomato rashly, there's always tomorrow…
More Spamano~!! Enjoy!

As I stated in the beginning, yes, there is an alternative fluff ending, because :iconhaiyuong: and :iconninjabunny1: whined for it so much ;P So thank them, fluff fans~

Alternative Part 2 here--> [link]
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kittykatrocks12 Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Poor Lovino, Antonio you Idiot

Dont worry Lovi, you'll get it soon
emo9otaku Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2014   General Artist
As an American, I'm pretty sure everyone is gonna fail Alfred's class. lol
Prowls-little-angle2 Featured By Owner Nov 8, 2012
this ending is hilarious, and sooooooo Romano!
but, I'm a sucker for fluff, sooooooo...ONTO THE ALTERNATE ENDING!
TheFluteInRed Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2012
This is so awesome~ I love how well it works as a simple oneshot, Lovi's completely in character and everything~
vivtheviolinist Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you! :D
AnimeArielle Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
aawwwwwww! *SOBS* HE FAILED!!!!! DAMN YOU SPAIN!!!!
haiyuong Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2012
*stops whining* yay! thanks :D
vivtheviolinist Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
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