Hetalia: Italy x Reader x Romano: (1/2)

Hetalia: Italy x Reader x Romano 

Because of an Italian Restaurant. 
In the kitchen with the Italians (1/2). 

A/N: Don't forget to read the beginning~!! The link to the start is also down in the description~!
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You opened up the folded paper, curiosity showing on your face. It simply said, 

'Please go into the kitchen.' 

You looked up, turned around and found that the older waiter was no where to be seen. 'Creepy,' You thought in your head, 'Oh well, maybe the waiter was busy?'  You stared back at the note and then at the grand clock in the restaurant. "I guess I have time to spare..." And so, you wondered off in the direction where you thought was the kitchen. At first, like most people would do, you went the exact opposite way and then got frustrated. You stood, looking for that "old" waiter. He was chatting up a group of young women before you interrupted him. 

"Eh?" He said, opening his eyes as he pointed in the direction of the kitchen. "Don't-a tell me you got lost in this small restaurant?" 

You blushed in embarrassment, and retaliated, "N-no! This restaurant is just HUGE!! Any normal human would get lost in it!!" and walked off in a puff. The restaurant wasn't the smallest nor the largest and it felt really homely, it had that feel of Italy in it...

You made it to the door, wondering whether to turn back now, when the door swooped open. There, carrying two round, heavily loaded, black trays, was Lovino. He looked surprised, "Ack!! Oi, idiota! I could-a hit you, ragazza!! Don't-a hang around so-a close to the door, stupida!" and before you could say anything, he strode off in a hurry. 

"O-oops.." You said, stunned. You just stood there, debating over yourself if it is now alright to go in- you were yelled at after all. 

"Oi, you-a just-a gonna stand there or what?" You heard Lovino's voice yell at you from behind a few seconds later.

You jolted in surprise, "Y-yeah..." and turned suddenly and quickly, you had almost walked into a stone wall! You were literally a finger's width away before stopping yourself. 

You heard Lovino deeply sigh, "You're-a really an idiota..." and he opened the door for you, "You-a can't go through walls y'know." He bluntly said, slightly smirking. 

"I-I knew that!!" You puffed, walking through the open door. 

 

The smell of Italian cooking welcomed you in, Feliciano working hard on making it. Wow! So Feliciano was also a cook? Lovino then strode in, the door closing with a swoosh behind him.

"Oh! You're-a here bella~!!" Feliciano said, eyes closed, and grinning at you with pearl white teeth, "Fratello, pasta for table 5." He finished, placing the newly cooked food onto a plate, humming as he did so. 

"Fine." Lovino grunted as he slouched and muttered, "Grandpa is chatting up the women there..." 

"Hehehe, that is-a Grandpa for you~!" Feli giggled, "Don't-a worry, a thirty more minutes until it-a is your turn to cook~!"

"What!?" You gasped, "Lovi cooks!?" 

"Hey! I-a told you not to-a call me that! And-a you could-a asked me y'know!" Lovino huffed, while Feliciano's chuckles could be heard in the distant. Lovino then took the plates, placed them on the circular trays, and left, balancing them on his fingertips. 

You looked around the kitchen, checkered walls, pictured frames of certificates, and no one else but Feli who was smiling brilliantly. You decided to cut to the chase. "Er.. Why am I even here?" 

You saw Feliciano open his eyes, "Oh yeah! I-a forgot to tell you! Sorry~!" He laughed in embarrassment, "You were alone on-a table (Lucky N.O) right?"

You nodded in response. "So?" 

"So-a I thought you had nothing to do~! So me and-a my fratello invited you here~!!"

"Really..?" You asked, "why do you want me to be 'backstage' with you guys?" 

"You-a come to this restaurant often, sì~?" He smiled reassuringly, "I thought it would just be fun if you-a helped us around the restaurant for a bit~!" 

"Ok.. I believe you, but why would Lovino agree to this?" You asked.

And, as if his timing couldn't be more perfect, Lovino strode into the kitchen. "'Cuz, I don't wanna be stuck with these morons, I call Grandpa and fratello, all day." He said bluntly, placing the trays down on the marble counter-top. 

"Right..." You said. "So what do you want me to even do?" 

"Can you-a cook, ____?" Feli asked. 

"Well... no.. nothing fancy... why?" 

"We can-a teach you everything around here, if you'd-a like~"

"Unless, you-a rather clean the toilets." Lovino said, crossed armed and smirking. 

"Sure!" You smiled, then glared at Lovino, "..I was going to say yes anyway!!" 

He stepped closer and looked down at you, "Sure, sure." He smirked. 

"F-fratello! Er, are there anymore orders?" Feliciano interrupted. 

"Oh yeah...Table 6 want three of the special, wine, beer, sangrìa, table 16 want an extra large pepperoni pizza and two ice water, while table 8 want two lasagnas and lemonade."  

"Is-a that it?" Feliciano asked, already in action, "Heya bella, you-a can-a learn from watching me~!" He laughed. 

Lovino nodded, "Yeah." He then sighed, "I'll make the pizza."

 

You watched the two, who were already concentrating with their work. You stood there, awkwardly, like an odd tomato. 

"Oi, raggaza, don't-a just stand there." Lovino snapped, kneading the dough, "Take an apron." 

You did so without another word. The apron had a new smell to it, as if it has never been touched. And it probably wasn't used before since Feli, Lovino and their grandpa had already got their own. 

"Sì~! Help us out ___~!!" Feliciano giggled, as if encouraging you. "Here, just fry this bella~!" 

You stepped closer to him as he placed the two dishes, which contained lasagna, in the oven speedily.

"Wow! That was quick Feli!!" You said, amazed, "Did you really do that in about a minute?!"

"Pfft, it's cuz-a you keep-a day dreaming raggazza." You heard Lovino mutter behind you.

"Hey! That's mean!" You yelled.

"Eheheheh~ Well, grazie bella~! Now you can fry meat while I cook the pasta~" 

"O-ok..." You gripped the handle of the pan tightly, patting and turning the meat inside with the spatula.  

Feliciano was already boiling the pasta, wow, he was fast! He then gazed at you and smiled, "You're-a doing well bella~!" 

He walked behind you and held your hand gently, "Just do it like this, and the meat will cook faster~! Tada~!!"

You blushed madly, "Y-yeah..." 

"You-a then put-a the sauce in, and stir~!!" He let go of your hand, smiling, the warmth leaving. 

"Yeah... O-ok..." And a few seconds later, "Hey! Is this now done?" You asked, unsure.

"Veh~!! Yay! You did it perfectly _____~!!!" He cheered as you stepped back to let him place the pasta on three plates. "Heya bella, do you want to put the sauce on now~?" 

You nodded, "Sure!"

You then got a skillet and placed the sauce in the middle of the neatly arranged pasta. You did it carefully another two times.

"Bravo~!! Amazing, _____!!" 

"T-thank you Feli..." You said shyly. 

He then got out the two newly baked lasagna and placed the dishes on separate circular trays, "Hey, fratello~ Orders for 6, 8! Is 16 ready?" 

"Huh?! You made a pizza already?!" You gasped, staring at Lovino who had just taken out a pizza from the masonry oven. 

"Idiota, it doesn't take that long to make a pizza!" He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah fratello..." 

He then began to take the circular trays, "Are you-a just gonna stare or come with me?" 

"What?" You questioned, tilting your head.

"You want to help out right? You can carry the pizza."  

"Oh! Y-yeah..." 

"Then, come on!" He yelled, already by the door with the newly made food on two black trays, using just his fingertips. You followed, taking off your apron and hanging it up hurriedly. 

"Go on bella~!" You heard Feliciano say, "I bet they'll-a love your food~!" 

"Thanks~!!" You smiled before rushing out with a heavy tray of a large pizza and two glasses of icy water, wobbling a little bit. You heard the door swoosh behind you, you felt like a real waitress!

You spotted Lovino and walked beside him, to see that he had already dropped off the lasagnas for table 8.

"Let's-a drop of the-a pizza for-a table 16 for you, raggazza." He placed an empty tray on an deserted table, still lifting another filled tray with the other hand. "Put your tray down. It's-a heavy right? I'll carry it, you can carry the empty one." 

You did so, but gave him a questioning look. "Oh, what? But why?" 

"Hm.. Y-you might as well-a look like you're-a doing something." He said, rolling his eyes and a sly smirk was on his face. "So, just carry the empty one." He said, a sly smirk on his face. You just nodded, taking the empty from him - holding it by your side and obediently followed Lovino to table 6.

"Isn't it heavy?" You asked, seeing Lovino having to hold packed trays. 

"No." He simply said. "You're just weak."

"H-hey!! You're so mean!!" You said, offended, did he have to be so mean?! 

"Just let me carry it for you, bel--raggazza!" You saw his face become a bit red. 

"W-well, you look like a tomato." You said, laughing at your own come-back. 

"Hmmph!" He said, glaring at you with red cheeks. "Shut up. Look table 6 is just-a over there." 

There, laughing loudly, were three young men. As you got closer, the more handsome they looked. "Your orders." Lovino said bluntly, his blush gone, and placed the food and drinks in front of the men who soon hushed down. 

"Ohononon~ Lovino~ Who is zat beautiful lady behind you~?" You heard one ask in a heavy French accent. 

"Ja, I just noticed! You're a good-looking frau! Kesesese!" You heard another say in a thick German accent. 

"Hey, Lovi, is that chica... your girlfriend~?" A Spanish accent then said, "Don't you think that you should introduce us to her?"

You were surprised, these men seemed quite close to Lovino and one even called him "Lovi"!

"Hey ___, do you want to-a even know these people? They are idiots." Lovino sighed, being as blunt as usual. 

You nodded, "Sure!" 

"Ohonon~ Your name is ____~? 'ow beautiful~! Je m'appelle Francis! Nice to meet you~!" He gave you a wink and held out his hand. He seemed very flirtatious, he had long blond hair drooping just above his shoulders, and deep ocean-blue eyes - you guessed, he was from France.

"Nice to meet you too..." You shyly said, holding out your hand which was then kissed on. "Whoa!" You said, surprised, and jolted backwards - almost into Lovino. 

"Kesesese! You have to be careful of the French flirt, frau. But..." The man with pale skin, platinum hair and bright crimson eyes smirked."You can always hang out vid ze awesome me! The name is Gilbert, the one and only. Kesesesese!" He seemed to have a huge ego.

"She won't do something so stupid like that, stupido." Lovino snapped.

The last of the men with tanned skin, dark brown hair, vivid green eyes and the Spanish accent said, "You're very cute chica~! You look lovelier than a crate full of luscious tomatoes~" He gave you a cheery smile.

"Antonio, that was terrible." Lovino glared. "You don't even-a know how to chat up a simple woman like ___? Idi--" 

You tugged on his arm, silencing him, happy with the silly complement from the Spaniard as it was. "Hahaha, thank you Antonio~!" 

"Good. Now that you-a know the idiot trio, we should-a go back." Lovino said, turning you around. 

"Oh! O-ok, Lovino.." 

"That's 'Bad Touch Trio' to you!" They all said, sounding offended. 

"Adiós chica!" 

You then walked off with Lovino ushering you to the direction of the kitchen, but felt the trio's eyes stare at you from behind. 

Once back into the kitchen, you giggled loudly, "Hey, Lovi! I didn't know you could have such weird friends like those three!"

"W-what? Since when were they my-a friends?! And didn't I-a tell you not to-a call m--"

"Veh? You met big brother Francis, Antonio and Gilbert~?" Feliciano interrupted, a grin spreading on his charming face.  

"Yeah~!" You cheered. "They were... er.." 

"Being as stupid as usual." Lovino complained, "Couldn't they go somewhere else to eat? They had even attempted to hit on ___." The last bit was mumbled, you didn't really hear it. 

"Well, of course~!! Any-a man would-a ask a beautiful lady like _____ out~!" You just blushed deeply hearing Feliciano say that. 

"Yeah, yeah." Lovino rolled his eyes.

"But you better not-a go out with playboys like-a them, ok ____?!" The two brothers said, simultaneously. 

"Whaa?" You said, shocked. "O-of course!!" 

"Promise?" They both said again, nonchalantly, as if it wasn't weird. 

"Yeah," You grinned, still a bit surprised. "It's a promise!" 

"Ack! Fratello!!" Feliciano soon said, waving his hands wildly, "It's-a 10 minutes before the shop closes~!" 

"So tables 16, 8 and, ergh, 6 are our last customers?" Lovino asked. 

"Yeah~! It's time to close soon!" He giggled. He was so cute like that, like a little child who you'd want to hug for hours. 

Lovino sighed, "Then, I'll-a give them their bill and ____, you-a stay in the kitchen with my-a fratello, the "Bad Touch Trio" are probably gonna hit on you again..."

"Veh~ Fratello? Are you-a jealous?" 

"N-no! Shut up." He glared before leaving the kitchen with in a huff and a note pad. 

After awhile of you helping Feliciano do the dishes. Feli spoke softly, "I-a like you-a ____, and I guess my fratello does to~! You gotta come back some other time, sì?"

"I would love to Feli!" You cheered, while drying the drenched dishes, "Thanks for letting me on how everything works around here~! I've had so much fun!" 

Soon after, returning into the kitchen again, Lovino had a scowl plastered on his face. "They pestered me again. They're so annoying!" 

You smiled, drying your hands, "Welcome back!"

"What did they think of ____'s food?" Feliciano excitedly said. 

You saw a faint smile on Lovino's face, "They said it was truly a great special." He then loudly whispered, facing his brother, "But I-a don't know why, our cooking is better than anyone's."

"Aww~!! Fratello! You're so rude!" Feliciano moaned, while you giggled. 

"Hahaha, fine, I'll admit it." You grinned but looked down at the floor, "The food here is better than any other restaurant I've ever been to. I kinda wish I could cook as great as you two..." 

"Fratello..." Feliciano said, breaking the silence. "There are no more customers right?"

Lovino nodded, "Those three idiots were our last ones."  

They looked at each other, as if talking with their eyes. 

"Say ____," Lovino finally said, smirking at you.

"Do you wanna stay here for a bit longer?" Feliciano continued.

"I mean," Lovino shrugged, "it's not like there is anything better to do."

Feli beamed, "So, why not stay and have some dinner here with us?" 

"What?" You gasped. 

You just got asked out by two amazingly good-looking Italians!