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ReaderxRomanoLovino Vargas was squirming in his seat.

"Jesus Christ, Grandpa, can't you drive any faster?!"

"Lovino, I'm already going 20 miles over the speed limit. Calm down."

"Ve~, fratello, I'm sure _______ isn't going anywhere. She's probably just as excited to see you!"

Lovino was growing even more impatient by the second. After being gone for two months in Italy, he wanted to see his best friend, _______! But, still a good forty minutes from his home, all he could do was wait. He could still remember when he first met _______, back in his freshman year of high school.

FLASHBACK!! WOO~ WOO~WOO~!!!
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Pay Another Way (Romano X Reader)

"LOVIIIIIIII~" "Oh n- DIOS MIO!" THUMP. Your glomp sent the unaware Italian to the ground with you landing on top.

"IDIOTA, GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" He struggled under you, scarlet spreading across his face from the closeness. Giggling, you jumped off and help the grumbling man stand up.

You patted his dark brown hair with a cute smile, "Sorry, Romano! You're just so much fun to hug!"

"THAT WASN'T A FUCKING HUG, YOU STUPIDA RAGAZZA!" He shouted, his face burning with what seemed like rage.

For somebody looking at you two, they would think that Romano hates you. He is always kind and friendly towards other girls, the grumpy Italian only ac

Romano X Reader AttentionRomano X Reader
Attention

"Give a' me the keys already!"

"Catch me first!" You chuckled, looking around madly.

You smirked as you jumped over the couch, and surged past the doorway onto the wooden floors of the dining room.

Romano stomped in after you, "Give a' me the keys ragazza!" He said sticking his hand out expectantly.

You just smirked in reply and swung the keys 'round your finger.

Oh how easily he was played.

"I'm going to a' tell you one a' last time idiota!" he said stomping his foot for emphasis and pointing at your cheek.

You giggled and made your way behind the table, Romano facing

I Like Your Curl [Romano x Reader ]Contains:

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"You know…I've always liked your girl."

The words haunted him, dancing in his mind. Distorting (and if not destroying), all of his thoughts. Romano pushed past the huge crowd of people, reaching for your receding figure. Fear choking him stopping the Italia from screaming your name. Another huge wave of humans leaving to go to work or school caused Romano to lose sight of you in the sea of human flesh.

It was only then that he was able to scream your name. But to no avail were you able to hear him upon boarding the subway train to your collage and place of work. Your eyes focused on

Sick (RomanoxReader)You walk in the apartment, soaking wet from the pouring rain. You could hear gentle snoring from his room, which told you that your roommate, Romano, was asleep. You decided not to announce your arrival in that case, because the Italian was extremely grumpy when woken up. You were so tired, you didn't even change out of your wet clothes, and you just plopped on your bed and fell asleep. You woke up the next morning feeling incredibly weak, with a horrible headache and a fever. You tried to shrug it off, shuffling into the living room to see Romano (obviously) eating a tomato and some cereal at the kitchen table.

When he saw you, he scowled.

Outgoing!S.ItalyxCrossdressing!Reader -Oneshot-

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Outgoing!S.ItalyxCrossdressing!Reader Cute -Oneshot- ((

Romano x Reader - School Days [In Sickness...]WARNING! THIS CONTAINS SCREAMING AND CURSING, AS WELL AS A LOVE/HATE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN ROMANO AND READER! Don't say that you weren't warned.

"GODDAMMIT LOVINO, WHY DO YOU NEVER FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK?!" you shout.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT MY IDIOT FRATELLO KEPT ME UP UNTIL MIDNIGHT!" Lovino shouted back.

You paused. "What's wrong with Feli?" you ask.

"Ah, he just has a bad cold."

You glared him. "How bad of a cold of a cold is it?" you hissed out. It was rather well-known that you were super protective of your friends. And it was equally well-known that you were someone that you should never piss off. Now, Lovino was doing both.

"N-Not

Romano x Reader Frustrations"Lovi! Oh Lovi-chan!" You called up the stairs.
"Don't call me that!" Romano called beck down the stairs, appearing at the top of them. "What do you want?"
"It's not what I want, it's what you want. Like this, for instance?" you pulled a luscious red tomato from behind your back. Romano's eyes widened. He came down the stairs slowly, eyes on the tomato. You started backing away from him, faster and faster until you were both running around the house. Unfortunately for you, Romano had longer legs and he soon caught up to you. He tackled you to the ground, cursing all the while. You gave him the tomato with one hand and smacked him upside the

Someone Who Makes Me Smile~ LovinoxReader

You were sitting on the bus, listening to your mp3 player and staring outside, but not at anything particular. Today was a beautiful winter day, which was something unusual for you to think -since you generally hated the cold- but today was also unusually warm and the sun was shining. You were happily and peacefully humming along to the song you were listening until-

“Hey, idiota, move over,” a familiar voice said as he poked your head.

Surprised, you quickly glanced at the person who invaded your daydreaming and pouted. It was Lovi, and he didn’t seem like he was going to sit anywhere else. You sighed and scooted over nex

Mafia!RomanoxAssassin!Reader: Cupid Carries a Gun

"_________ I have another job for you," a smooth Italian voice whispered into your ear. You had been hired to the Vargas family since you were ten and, at that time, the heir's companion.
"It better not be to clean out the cat's litter box," you grumbled lowering the paper. "That is not in my job description."
Lovino, your childhood friend and boss, circled you and gave you one of his charming smiles, "Not like that bella ragazza. I was thinking more like, you and me at mio fratello's restaurant."
"Mr. Vargas it isn't my job to entertain you anymore," you snipped. After you turned fifteen, Romulus Vargas sent you to learn how to be an assa

RomanoxReader~Request "And that is why I like tom-WHAAAA ROMANO WHAT IS THIS?!?" Spain cried, snapping the young child from his nap. His brown hair muffled over his face before he blew it back, the little curl on the right side of his head perked back up. Sitting there looking dumb, Spain finally shook his head at the large mess on the ground.
The girl that was with him, (Frist name) (last name), was quite astonished at the sight, but also felt a little bad for Spain. She had asked him to help pick out the 'best' tomatoes at the farmers market, and he delightfully took of the opportunity, and left little Romano at home. Only to discover..
"Bastard. You left me!"

RomanoxReaderxItaly: Just Hair

You moaned as the sound of your cell phone went off. Grumbling about how stupid people can be and how impolite it was to call at 3 o'clock in the morning you stumbling around your room trying to find your phone.
"Who is it?" you asked completely out of it.
"_-_________!"
For a moment you didn't recognize the voice, but that accent you could defiantly place, "Italy? What on earth are you doing calling at three?"
"R-Romano and I need your hel-ahhhhhh!"
You heard a voice in the background, "Hang up the damn phone idiota!"
"B-but fratello, _________ can help us ah ah ah ah ah!!"
"Italy, are you alright?" you asked into the phone, "Italy? I

RomanoxReaderxItaly: Sibling Rivalry

"Umm Feli?" you asked into the phone.
"No Feliciano isn't here," Lovino snarled, "who is this?"
You jumped, "Oh this is ____________."
"What do you want with my idiota fratello?"
Somehow Lovino always seemed to make you feel quite small, like a little rabbit. You didn't know why he seemed to pick on and call you names more. "Umm, well we have our cooking lesson today. I just wanted to know if he was on his way."
"What cooking lesson?" he shouted into the phone.
You let out a squeak, "H-He's been teaching me how to cook." Then the phone went dead, "L-Lovino? Are you there?" No answer. After that you put the phone back. "I guess Feli is o

Romano x Reader - School Days [Late]WARNING: CUSSING. Well, it IS Romano we're talking about. :3 NOW TO THE STORY!

It was a normal Monday morning. You got up and looked out of the window in your brightly lit bedroom. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and- OOH SHIII- You had school today. Racing over to the clock, you saw that you were already fourteen minutes late. You rushed out of your room, quickly brushed your teeth and styled your hair (you couldn't waste more time for a shower), cursing that stupid alarm clock that refused to go off almost every morning the whole time. Within five minutes, you were in your car, speeding toward sch

RomanoxReader An Awkward Situation Romano never was a happy child. Throughout his childhood he saw his younger brother get appraised for his many talents. But when he tried to find something that he could do. The more the list of things Romano couldn't do became larger. Eventually he stopped trying, because he was afraid that if the list grew even larger. The farther the gap grew between him and his loved ones.

When he was taken in by Spain he was afraid of being rejected. So before he could feel the hurt of rejection he rejected Spain. But slowly Romano found himself looking up to the gleeful country of Spain.

When Romano left Spain's house he was saddened, but he was happy. He was happy because he would be spending time with his brother Feliciano. But this silver lining did not last long. His brother had gained new friends, and he spent a great amount of his time with them. Romano found himself alone, like the times in his childhood. When

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Your musings were put on hold by Arthur and Gilbert singing loudly together.

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me,
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot,
Drink up me 'earties yo ho,
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho,"

It was actually rather amusing, how they were able to make fun of themselves even when people saw labeled them with stereotypes as you once did. More members of the crews joined in the song.

"We're rascals, scoundrels, villains, and knaves,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho,
We're devils, and black sheep, really bad eggs,
Drink up me 'earties,

Pirate!PrussiaxReader: Really Bad Eggs Part 5"ALL HANDS ON DECK!" Gilbert shouted. The crew scrambled to get into their respective positions. You stayed where you were, unsure of how you could help.

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"We can try, but their ship is fast and is catching up quickly." She gripped the helm firmly and attempted to steer away from the approaching ship.

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RomanoxReader: Go Google it

by ~Americaismyhero, Nov 6, 2012, 3:21:47 PM
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I follow Lovino down a hallway. I've had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. The problem is he doesn't seem too enthusiastic about me.

"This is the first time I have ever felt this way." I say to him.

"You should start smaller." He says coldly.

"I want to be the one closest to you!" I plead.

"Go away."

I get tense all of the sudden. I try talking to him but the words chocked up in my throat.

"Will you speak up if you have something to say to me dammit?!" he yells.

"I-I want to know what you think of me." He scowls at me.

"I'll just tell you to go Google it."

I gather up my courage and I start asking everything I want to know.

"What is your email?"

"Go Google it."

"Where do you live?"

"Go Google it."

"What do you like?

"Go Yahoo! Google it."

"Can I see you again?"

"Go Google it."

"Do you eat eggplant?"

"What does that have to do with anything? Go Google it."

"Who do you like?"

At this question, Lovino turns tomato red.

"I can't tell you that…"

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(Lovino's POV)

She'll never act proper enough will she? Can't she see that I'm not interested? But her determination is kind of cute in a way. What am I thinking? I'm so confused! I see her on her computer, playing a song I wrote on a continuous loop.

"I think you should quit your day job." I tell her.

She giggles at this.

"What's so funny?"

"Every time you talk, it makes you even more cute."

"Will you go home already? You're just being a nuisance!"

"I know you're not really thinking that." She winks at me.

"I'll just tell to go Google it." I reply curtly

She smiles at this and starts asking me a bunch of questions.

"What's your size?"

"Go Google it."

"Briefs or boxers?"

"WHAT- I mean, Go Google it." I say with a blush on my cheeks.

"Are you wearing any?"

"Go happily Google it."

"I'll always like you."

"W-what's that?

"Actually I'll always love you."

That one gets to me. I almost want to give her a hug and tell her that I love her too. Fortunately I hold myself back.

"Goodbye."

"That's what I feel Lovi." I use my hands to cover my bright red face.

"I already know that." I mumble

Damn! My heart can't lie to itself forever. I love and hate the way she acts towards me that much I can understand. She reminds me of my previous caretaker Antonio.

"Wow Lovi, your face is as red as a tomato!"

She really is a lot like him.

"Okay before you get the wrong idea, my face is red from eating a lot of ripe tomatoes earlier!"

"That's not really the truth."

"It really is."

"You really love me."

"You're just being stupid! You don't need to Google my feelings because… Oh fuck this! YOU WIN! I LOVE YOU!"

"I knew it!"

"Stop gloating."