Dear Journal.. (Hetalia - Romano's Final Rant)

Brothers

I am here to once again remind you that I am a lazy-ass author and probably didn't edit this chapter xD

Chapter 3:

Brothers

Dear Journal,

I remember the days when I used to spend the whole day with mom. She was really fun, you know? She's really smart too. She had really pretty black hair with these gold things that she always wore. She's like.. a beautiful queen!

Mom had a few other children besides me. I'm one of the youngest, I think. I haven't really met the others before but she said that they're really nice. At least.. nice enough that they won't beat me up and things.

I managed to meet a few of my brothers when I was a couple of years older. They were sort of kind to me. At least, they were better than Veneziano. They didn't make me feel as if I was unwanted unlike my nonno.

What the heck, Journal. Maybe I should spend more time with them, noh? Well, I would if I had the time. Too busy now, I guess. I always do Veneziano's chores and stuff while he paints.

Well, that's all for now, Journal.

Ciao, I guess.

End.

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Lovino's POV (1st person)

The nurses checked on me again. They kept telling me that I'm going to be okay, that everything will be fine. Do I care? Not really. Why should I? I never really cared. Never really gave much of a fuck. The world pretty much failed me so why should I care about what'll happen? Do they expect me to just get up and say: "I'm okay, bastard!" Tch. No fucking way. I'm reserving my fucks for important matters like, oh I don't know, tomatoes or something.

I tried to sit up but I was too weak to do so. Damn these meds. They're not even helping, for Christ's sake. They just make me all dizzy and shit.

I felt my head flop down my pillow as my vision started to blur. Fucking blood loss. Fucking medications. Fucking hospitals. Fucking everything! I pressed my hands to my eyes when I felt something warm touch my skin.

Tears.

Well, what the hell.

I'm crying.

Over what?

I stared at my arm for a couple of seconds. The blood stopped flowing, which is good, I guess.

I continued to stare at it when a knock on the door broke my focus. Another check up again? It's only been ten goddamned minutes! The door opened a little and I'm pretty sure is that nurse or fucking doctor go through that with a big-ass syringe, I will fucking strangle them with—

"Hello, Lovi."

Oh hell.

OH. HELL.

"B-brother? Big brother?"

I couldn't believe it. Big brother actually cared enough to visit me? Good god, this must be a miracle. I tried to sit up again but her merely shook his head and sat on the visitor's chair.

"You don't need to stand, brother."

I felt a lump on my throat. It's been years.. Fucking decades since he spoke to me.

"Brother I—I'm sorry if you have to see me this way," I whispered softly, my eyes downcast. I didn't want him to see me like this. I don't want to look weak in his eyes! Right then, I wanted to cry. I was about too, really, but he just stopped me by taking my hand and squeezing it lightly.

"It's going to be alright." I only believed it from him, to be honest. He's probably one of the few people that I actually trust.

"Big brother, why—"

"OI!" My sentence was cut off by an annoying bark. Tch, figures. If my brother was here then he has to be here too.

"Herakles, is the brat awake?"

Brat. Brat?

"I AM NOT A FUCKING BRAT, YOU ASSHOLE." I growled at him and I was pretty sure that the heart monitor was rampaging by that time.

Herakles only sighed. "Sadik," I heard him say. "Don't be so loud please. You're annoying the patients."

I saw him snort then cross his arms. Wanna know the truth? I wanted to bitch slap him at the moment.

With a table.

Embedded with nails.

Lathered in acid.

"I just wanted to see if the kid's alright, you know." Yeah right. I could feel myself glaring daggers at him but after a few centuries of doing it, it sort of lost its effect. I saw him give me a glance and sighed. "You still haven't forgiven me, kid?"

"First of all, I am not a kid! I'm almost two-fucking-thousand years old! And second, why should I?"

"Lovino."

"What?" I turned my head around and saw Herakles giving me a disapproving frown. "Oh don't give me that look, bastard. It won't work."

I'd gladly say that it didn't work.

If only it was the truth.

Oh my god, I'm weak at this.

"Damn you, Herakles." I pouted at him again as I seethed at the Turkish idiot beside him. If ever I tell you that I'm cute when pouting, you better believe it. I am one cute motherfucker and don't you forget that.

I was about to say something intelligent when my door burst open (seriously, people have no respect) only to reveal Veneziano with his posse of moronic dipshits.

"Frateeeeelloooooooooo~!" That sing-song voice gets very irritating, especially when you hear it over and over for the past few centuries. "We've brought you somethiiiiiiiii---"

I saw him stop when he saw Greece and Turkey by my bed. I could probably understand it if Turkey was the only one there. Bitch, he's huge! But Greece was also there so.. Well, it's still surprising.

"Oh, your brother's here fratello." He said it so softly that I almost wanted to hug him. Almost.

"Si." You see, Veneziano's not really fond of my relationship with my biological brother (as am I with his. Tch, stupid French bastard) and usually kept his distance whenever Big brother Greece was near.

"I'll.. I'll just leave this here, fratello." He bit his lip then softly place a little bowl covered with foil on my bedside table and I instantly knew that it was pasta. "Veneziano—" I started but stopped. "Thanks." He nodded and smiled a little before leaving without another word.

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The room felt awkward when Veneziano left. It just felt so tense, you know? Anyway, since big brother was here, I might as well talk to him.

"Oi bastard," I said to Sadik. "Mind if you leave us for a minute?"

Herakles turned to him and the Turkish nation nodded before leaving.

"Going to tell me what's wrong, Lovi?"

I pursed my lip then shook my head. "Not yet."

I wasn't ready. I know it so you don't have to shove it down my throat. "I just wanted to.. spend a few minutes with you, is all."

I saw him smile. Seriously, if he wasn't sleeping all the time, I'm pretty sure that most of the female nations would fawn over him.

He nodded then pulled his chair closer to my bed.

"Alright."

I can definitely say that my day got better because of him.

&v'