Hetalia Boyfriend Scenarios! (Requests OPEN)

Viva la Menstruation! (Not Really, Though) (All)

The time that every girl hates! Italy's scenario was really great, but then the rest were meh.

Anyway, all of the character's scenarios is in this chapter!

Enjoy.

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How they all start:

   It was a Monday morning, so you were pretty much in a bad mood to begin with. The pain in your lower stomach only made it worse. Why, just why am I in so much pain? you wondered, trying to pull yourself out of bed. Fuck this shit, I'm out. You kept struggling to get out of bed, groaning as your pain worsened. When you finally pulled yourself out of bed, you saw the last thing you wanted to see all over your white sheets: a huge, red puddle. "Son of a bitch," you grumbled as you pulled the sheets off of your bed. "Son of a fucking bitch."

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How they react:

Italy Veneziano:

   You spent the rest of the morning eating ice cream and watching sappy romance movies because why the hell not? "Just kiss her already, you fucking bastard!" you tried to say with your mouth full of (favorite flavor) ice cream. A few minutes later, when the main couple actually kisses for real, you were a blubbering mess. "Wrong girl, dipshit!" you sobbed. "Kiss the pretty and nice one! She's been through so much bullshit! Kiss that pretty one, or so fucking help me!" Little did you know that in the midst of your emotional outbursts, your boyfriend was standing in the kitchen, horrified with what he was hearing. "Um... buongiorno?" he said as he raised an eyebrow. "WAAAAHHHH!!!!!!" you sobbed harder. "THAT FUCKING PRICK JUST KISSED A MOTHERFUCKING BITCH!!!!!! AND LEFT THE NICE GIRL TO DIE!!!!!! WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN?!" "B-Bella? You're scaring me!" Feli tried not to cry as he was still trying to piece together what was wrong. "YOU MEAN THAT'S IT?!" you shouted at the TV screen as the credits started to roll. "WHAT THE HELL? AT LEAST SHOW THE FUCKING WEDDING! HAVE ONE SHRED OF DECENCY, YOU UNGRATEFUL PRICKS!" "Why is there pasta sauce on your bed sheets?" Feli asked, hoping you'd calm down a little. "OH, FOR FUCKS - Feli?" you asked, your face turning red from embarrassment. "How much did you hear?" "Only all of it," he replied, trying not to piss you off any further. "Now, why is there pasta sauce on your bed sheets?" "... You poor, poor thing," you replied. "You seriously don't know what a period is?" "A what?" Feli asked. "Oh, dear," you sighed. "Um... well..." After giving the Italian a very detailed explanation of what you were going through, he ran straight to his room and never came out for the rest of the day. You had scarred poor Feli, but he did ask for it.

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Germany:

   Basically, what happened was that he didn't know that you were on your period until you started bitching about training with him more than usual. He made you train until you collapsed in pain, then apologized by making you food for the rest of the day. Not that you complained about the food or anything. You did, however, make a new rule: no training for you when you're on the bloody time.

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Japan:

   Since he grew up with two sisters, Kiku was not very clueless as to what you were going through like Feli was. As soon as you told him, he immediately went out and got you Pocky, (favorite flavor) ice cream, (favorite manga) and (favorite anime) DVDs. "This is why I fucking love you," you smiled as you gave him a stick of Pocky. "Thanks, Kiku." "No probrem, (Y/N)-Chan," he replied, blushing as he took the stick out of your hands.

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Italy Romano:

   You were a bit clingy when you were on your bloody time, so that kinda scared Lovino. He called Antonio for help, only to be teased by the Spaniard. "I think your poor little chica is on her time of the month," Antonio laughed, making the Southern Italian blush wildly. Unlike his fratello, he knew about how girls could be when they're on their monthly. He was not as clueless about the bloody time as his fratello was. Although he was bitching about it, he did anything you asked him to, and pretty much pampered you. "You're lucky I love you so much, ragazza," he groaned before kissing your forehead. "I love you too," you giggled, not wanting Lovino to leave you.