No, my computer is not fixed. I just got sick of this story starring at me like Y U NO LOVE ME? So I finished it :D I tried super hard to finish it and post it today because I needed someway to celebrate surviving on this planet for 16 years. Go me. This chapter is so long because I didn't want to break it up. So I didn't. Sorry if you don't like to read long chapters. Just in case: Marcello - Seborga, Afonso - Portugal

I have been to two weddings in my life. One when I was two and the other was Jewish. I did my best. I hope you enjoy it.

Don't Forget Me

The next morning, Romano opened his eyes but didn't make any moves to rise from the bed. Veneziano appeared to have already gotten up as he was not anywhere in the room. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. 'So... today is the day...' he thought, pushing himself into a sitting position, the blanket pooling in his lap. Romano felt a twinge of nervousness and fear in the pit of his stomach. What if Spain had second thoughts? What if at the last minute, Spain changed his mind and opted to not tie himself to a grouchy Italian? What if he just left him at the alter?

He was pulled from his panicking thoughts by the buzz of his phone on the bedside table. Without looking at who was calling, he answered. "Pronto?"

"Querdo~." Spain's voice was filled with happiness and excitement. "How are you feeling? I can't wait to see you later. I miss you so much!"

"Idiota. It's only been a couple of hours," Romano said affectionately, feeling his frazzled nerves calming just from hearing his soon-to-be husbands voice.

"To many hours! I already tried sneaking out of Frances' house to come see you but the meanie had some kind of alarm on the door! As soon as I opened it, it went off and woke everyone up!" Spain complained.

Romano let out a soft chuckle and Spain smiled on his end of the line. Oh god how he loved the sound of his dear Roma's laughter. It was just so beautiful.

"To answer your question, I feel much better than when I first woke up," Romano said, standing up and grabbing a pair of pajama bottoms and slipping them on before leaving his room, leaving his shirt off.

"Aww. What was wrong?" Antonio's worried voice filtered into his ear wonderfully.

"Just nervous. I'm fine now. What about you? How was yesterday?" Romano asked, changing the subject. He didn't feel like talking about his fears at the moment. He could hear his brother in the kitchen. He moved into the living room where Matthew was curled up with Kumajiro on the couch and Kaoru had somehow folded himself into an armchair. Ludwig wasn't present so he figured the potato head was with Veneziano in the kitchen.

"It was a lot of fun~! Fran and Gilly can be so silly sometimes," Antonio chirped.

Lovino stepped out onto the patio behind his home and took a deep breath of fresh air. It was already warm outside and dew glistened on the grass like little diamonds. Lovino had the sudden urge to slap himself. 'Can I please think a little less gay, brain?' he thought, ignoring the fact that in a few short hours he was going to be marrying another man, and saying out loud, "Well it's wine bastard and albino bastard. I'm sure they came up with something mildly entertaining."

"Lovi that was almost a compliment~!" Antonio teased.

"Oh stai zitto. I can be nice when I want to be," Romano huffed.

Spain laughed. "I know, mi tomate~. Alright, I'm being told to hang up by Gilbert... Seems I have to start getting ready. Te amo, mi querdo! I cannot wait to see you!"

"Yeah. Ti amo, bastardo," Romano said. He ended the call and looked up at the clear blue sky. He hear the door slid open and Veneziano came to stand beside him.

"Veh~. Buongiorno, fratello. Come with me. We have to get you fed then we need to get you to the church to get ready," the younger Italian said, taking his twin's hand and pulling him into the kitchen.

"Agh! Feli! I can walk by myself!" Lovino protested.

"Ah. I sure do love him," Antonio said wistfully as he heard the dial tone. He slid the phone into his pocket and followed Gilbert out to his car.

As Antonio had said, the alarm had woken everyone earlier so they had decided to head to the church so Antonio could see the preparations Elizabeta had done for them.

"You'll see him soon enough. Now get that un-awesome look off your face! You can't have a face that un-awesome when you're with me!" Gilbert said, getting into the car.

Antonio couldn't stop the smile that crept onto his face and Gilbert nodded in approval.

"Good enough. Get in. We're meeting Francey-pants there."

"Is that why he left right after we ate?"

"Ja."

They arrived quickly and entered the church. Antonio stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes widening comically as he took in the decor.

Tiny red and white lights were hung everywhere, their soft glow being the only illumination aside from the sun light streaming in through the stain glass windows that lined the churches walls. A cream colored walkway had been laid down from the back were the wedding party would enter to the front of the alter were he and Lovino would be married. Silhouettes of doves had been cut out and hung from the rafters. Hundreds of them. They were stunning and detailed, no two birds looking the same. Vases of daisies and carnations were lined along the walls, rotating positions until the two at the very front, where the two flowers were twisted artfully together. Antonio then noticed that the pots with only carnations were painted with the Italian flag's colors and the ones with daisies painted with his. The two with both at the front had a blend of each flag's colors.

It was simple, yet elegant, and Antonio loved it.

"Me gusta..." he said, shock radiating from his voice.

"Glad you like it Antonio," Elizabeta said, coming up behind him. "Come on. We have to get you to your changing room before Lovi gets here."

"Lovi's coming right now?!" Antonio asked excitedly.

"Yes he is, and no you can't see him yet," Elizabeta firmly.

Antonio visibly deflated.

"You'll see him soon enough. Now come on. We've gotta get you back to Franny," Gilbert said. The duo went to the dressing room while Elizabeta went outside to wait for the Italians.

France opened the door as soon as the Prussian knocked. He ushered them in quickly then handed Spain a tuxedo.

"Put this on. I want to make sure there aren't anymore adjustments to make," he instructed.

Spain did as he was told and checked himself in the mirror. The suit was traditional black, a dark red shirt worn beneath it. The little pocket also had a small bloom of red poking out. Nice black pants and shiny black, and surprisingly comfortable, shoes to adorn his feet completed the look.

France and Prussia looked him over critically before nodding.

"Oui. This is good. I like it. Now strip. We have some things to do for preparation," France said, shoving Spain back into the changing room.

"I wonder how Romano would have reacted to hearing you say that?" Prussia said, laughing.

"I shutter at the thought..." France answered.

Spain chuckled and took the suit off carefully, not wanting to damage it before it was able to serve it's purpose. He ran his hand over the material as he placed it on it's hangers. It was surprisingly soft. It wasn't the same stuff his scratchy business suits were made from. Oh no. This had been made with love and comfort in mind. He would have to thank whoever had made this for him later.

"Yo Toni! Move it or lose it buddy!" Gilbert called.

Antonio quickly finished, leaving his undershirt and boxers on as he walled back out.

Francis didn't even give him a perverted look. After all, the Frenchman had class. He wasn't going to go after someone who was spoken for. Especially not on their wedding day.

"Now, I am going to give you the bath from hell," he said ominously.

At first, Antonio laughed. Then he saw Gilbert's expression. He only had the chance to let out a small "Eep," before he was dragged into the bathroom to be glamified by Francis and Gilbert.

The Italies pulled up and were greeted by a cheerful Hungarian.

"Hey guys! Come on in. I wanted to make sure the dress is perfect. Canada and Hong Kong will be here shortly for their own dress fittings~." She lead them into the church and the stopped a moment so Romano could appreciate the decorations.

"This... is amazing Liz... G-grazie..." Lovino forced out, causing the other two to smile. "Che cosa?" he demanded.

"Nothing~! Fratello is just funny~! Come on, come on~! We have to get you ready~!" Feliciano said excitedly, taking his twin's hand and pulling him hurriedly to the dressing room, a different one from were Antonio was.

"I'm not funny dammit..." Lovino pouted, following them.

They entered the room and Elizabeta had him close his eyes as his twin and her dressed him. The material felt smooth against his skin and he felt Feliciano zipping the back up.

The two nations stepped away from him and Veneziano gasped softly. "Oh fratello..." he breathed in awe.

"W-What?" Romano asked worriedly.

Hungary moved him a few steps forward and to the right. "Open your eyes," she said softly.

He did as he was told and froze when his eyes landed on the image in the mirror. It was definitely still him but... holy shit...

The dress he wore was pure white, and it accented his olive-tanned skin. The straps slid lightly over his shoulders and the body flared out lightly when it passed his waist and reached all the way to the floor. A dark red band wrapped around him just under his chest. Two red stripes flowed down the back of the dress onto the train. On the front of the gown, the dress's smooth white fabric split into two sides and the center was filled with soft, fluffy lace that formed a pattern that looked like vines that intertwined with each other. The shoes that had been slipped onto his feet were simple white flats.

"H-Hungary..." he whispered. "This... this is amazing..."

"Thank you, Roma. That means a lot coming from you. Now come here. I want to see if I need to adjust it any," Elizabeta said, smiling as she moved forward to complete her checks.

Of course, the dress was perfect and needed no changes. The two helped the Southern Italian out of the delicate outfit and brought him into the bathroom.

"You gotta take a shower fratello. You want to be super squeaky clean right~?" Veneziano asked.

"Yeah, but not with you bastards in here. Go do some shit and come back later," Lovino answered, shoving them from the bathroom and slamming the door shut and locking the door.

Right as this happened, the door to the dressing room opened and Matthew and Kaoru entered.

Feliciano and Elizabeta exchanged a look then smiled at the new comers. "We can work on you guys now, si~?" Feliciano said.

After Antonio had been thoroughly scrubbed and dried completely, he was aloud to once again put on the comfortable suite and then Francis began to work on taming his hair while Gilbert went to go make sure the Frenchman's and his own clothes were prepared.

The whole 'straightening-Antonio's-hair' plan did not seem to be working however and Francis soon gave up since he looked fine no matter what his hair did. Antonio checked the clock. It was quite a bit later now. The ceremony would start soon.

As far a planning for the service, that had been mostly the twins. Antonio was free to put in his own ideas, but he had had absolutely no idea what he could say to add to it so he stayed quiet. He did know how everything was going to work though.

They had a relatively small party. Feliciano was also doubling as both 'Maid of Honor' and the one who would be walking Lovino up the isle. But that was after everything else. Gilbert and Francis would walk with Matthew and Kaoru up to the alter where Antonio would be waiting. Then Marcello had offered to be ring bearer and, with Vash's consent, Lily was the flower girl. Arthur had been given the task of being the greeter at the door. It was greatly appreciated but unusual and Antonio wondered how Feliciano had convinced the English gentleman to agree. The officiant was going to be, shockingly, Alfred. He had apparently become bored at some point and become a minister. And apparently, Portugal was going to be his best man. Lovino had asked him.

Even Austria had agreed to help them. He had catered and offered to do the music.

Antonio wanted so badly to see his sweet Italian. He didn't want to wait until he was next to him at the alter. Besides, that annoying veil would be covering his beauty. Antonio pouted. How unfair that Feliciano and Elizabeta were aloud to stay only because she was the organizer and he was a relative of the wedded-to-be.

Prussia, who was now in a smart looking black and white tuxedo, as was France, entered the room.

"Come on Toni. We've gotta get you to the alter. Portugal is already there," the Prussian nation said, leading him to the chapel.

Spain was feeling very nervous. Not about getting married, he wanted that with all his heart, but that something bad would happen and his dear Italian would be crushed.

He took as steadying breath and he neared his older brother. "Portugal," he greeted with a slight nod.

"Spain," Portugal answered.

Prussia went off to his own spot and left the nations alone.

"Why did you agree to this? I thought you hated me," Spain asked curiously.

"Ask Romano. He'll explain it better," Portugal said.

France came by for the final check before rushes back to his position.

England had shown the other nations to there seats and America joined them at the front, his thousand-mega-watt smile plastered on his lips.

Music drifted through the crowed church and everyone quieted as the ceremony began. Prussia and Canada walked up the isle, arm in arm. Canada had been fitted with a form-fitting light red dress with a ruffled bottom. When they were half way down, France and Hong Kong followed. Hong Kong's dress was the same as Canada's.

Murmurers were exchanged as the handmade outfits were appreciated by the guests.

Seborga was next, the velvet cushion with the rings in his hands, a custom suit on him as well. It was the child version of Spain's. Liechtenstein followed him, her dress was white with a red band along the top and red straps to keep it up.

Everyone shuffled with excitement. They knew what was next. Antonio tried his hardest not to fidget. Afonso patted his back reassuringly and Antonio relaxed.

At the very moment, Lovino and Feliciano appeared. Gasps sounded throughout the room and Antonio found himself unable to look away. His little tomate, his Lovino, was stunning. Not that he wasn't normally, but... now...

Along with the dress, Lovino had been given a simple silver necklace with a tiny tomato on the end. His bouquet consisted of a a mixture of red, white, and pink carnations along with white and pink daisies. His veil was thin enough what Antonio could see the light blush on his face. He smiled lovingly at the Italian.

Feliciano's dress was almost the same and Matthew and Kaoru's. The difference was that his had a band of white around his waist. He had to help his brother hold the flowers of they would have tumbled to the ground, but it took none of their charm away. If anything, it added to it.

In short, they were beautiful.

Lovino had very nearly run away. He was so scared. The only thing keeping his there was his twin's gentle yet firm hold on his arm and soft reassurances in Italian.

Then they had gotten there cue and they entered the chapel. He heard the gasps but he paid them no mind. Lovino's eyes had found his Spanish lover and that was all he cared about. He kept his eyes firmly on the other male as Feliciano lead him past the gathered nations.

They reached the front and Feliciano handed him something. He didn't know what, but he didn't care. His brother disappeared to his spot and Antonio smiled gently at him.

The blush that had already been present grew darker as he stood beside the man he loved so much it hurt.

Alfred smiled at them and started the ceremony. After saying a few words, he motioned for them to give their vows. They where both handed a piece of paper from there brothers and Antonio cleared this throat to begin.

"Lovino Romano South Italy Vargas. I have know you for a very long time. I fell in love with you and worked hard to make you love me in return. At first, I thought the best day of my life was the day you agreed to go out with me. I was wrong. The best day was when you agreed to marry me. You have made me the happiest man in the world and I will always love you. Neither wars nor my bosses, now and future, will be aloud to tear us apart. I promise to protect you and provide for you. To give you everything you could ever need or want. You are the greatest miracle that has even happened to me and I will cherish you for as long as I live. Te quiero para siempre," (I love you forever.) Antonio proclaimed in a loud and clear voice.

Lovino took a steadying breath, having been nearly reduced to tears, and began his own. "Antonio Hernandez Carrideo Spain. When I first met you, I was insecure and hated the world. After living with you for only a few short weeks, I found that I wasn't as angry anymore. I simply pretended to be. As time went on, I discovered I had fallen for you. I hid this for as long as I could until the day you asked me to be with you and I agreed. I've never hated you. Never. The greatest day of my life was when I was engaged to you. You have made me feel a happiness and purpose I had no idea existed. I will love you until the end of time, no matter what I say. You save me from the life of misery I was heading for and brought me into the light. I promise to care for you and help you in anyway I can. To love you as much as I possibly can. You gave me life a reason to continue. Ti amo per sempre," (I love you forever.) Lovino declared.

Quite a few of the gathered nation's where wiping their eyes as they heard the vows. So much love and care had been put into them. These were words straight from the hearts of the lovers for each other.

Alfred stepped forward and took a ring from the pillow Marcello held. He gave it to Antonio. "Antonio Carrideo, do you take Lovino Vargas to be your lawfully wedded husband? In sickness and in heath, till die do you part?"

"Si," Antonio answered, no hesitation or indecision in his voice as he slide the ring onto Lovino's left hand.

Alfred nodded then turned and repeated his question to Lovino.

"Si," Lovino said firmly, holding Antonio's hand once the ring was securely in place.

Alfred smiled. "Then I now pronounce you married. You may kiss."

Antonio turned to face Lovino and gently removed the veil from his face.

They locked eyes and without another word, they pressed their lips together in a binding kiss.

The church exploded in applause and cheering.

Spain scooped Lovino into his arms and carried him down the center isle past the cheering nations and outside. They shared another kiss as the countries exited the chapel. Spain set him in the car that had been rented for them and then got in himself as they were driven to the Reception. It was being held in a large banquet hall called The Center. They cuddled in the back until they pulled up to the doors.

Spain exited and rushed to the other side to help his new husband out. Hand in hand, they entered the building. Many others had arrived before then and more cheering ensued as they came into view.

Soon, everyone was seated at there places, Romano and Spain side by side at the front table in the center, Romano's brother and friends to his right and Spain's brother and friends to his left.

After eating, the dancing began. Romano and Spain took the floor for their first dance. The song chosen was by a woman named Enya called Book of Days. It was beautiful and perfect. All to soon, it was over and they were forced to separate and dance with others. Portugal took Romano and Veneziano went with Spain. After that, Seborga wanted a turn with his eldest brother and so Romano danced with him. Romano and Spain found each other once more and refused to let go for the rest of the evening.

Finally, it was time to leave. Feliciano quickly rushed the two out the door. "Veh! You guys have to go! Don't forget to throw this Lovi~!" Feliciano said, handing Lovino his bouquet of daisies and carnations.

Lovino shook his head but a soft smile graced his features and he turned so his back was facing everyone and he threw the flowers. He turned back to see who had won. He was hardly surprised by what he saw.

Feliciano, who had only been standing there, had caught the bundle. Lovino laughed. "Just wait till I get back first. Capito?" he said, ruffling his twin's hair affectionately.

"V-Veh." Feliciano glanced at Germany out of the corner of his eyes. The blonde nation blushed darkly but smiled at the younger Italian.

"Say bye now Lovi~. We've gotta get going," Antonio called from the car. Lovino nodded and hugged his brothers, then his friends, only to have his brothers both jump him for another hug. "Ti vogilo bene!" he called as Antonio closed his door.

Antonio hugged his friends then shook hands with Afonso before climbing into the drivers side and pulling away.

As they drove, they chatted about whatever came to mind. Eventually, out of topics, Antonio brought up the one he was most curious about.

"Mi amour, I have a question. How did you get my hermano to be part of the wedding?" he asked.

Lovino smirked. "He's family isn't he dammit? I just reminded him of that is all."

Antonio laughed. "Well, whatever you did, thank you. I don't remember the last time I saw him, but I know it wasn't the friendliest encounter." He reached over and intertwined their fingers.

"Te amo, mi Lovi," he said gently.

Lovino smiled and squeezed his hand. "Ti amo... Tomato Bastard."

...~The End~...

And so it is finished~! I hope that didn't suck as much as I think it did... I was making stuff up as I went. And I know they aren't in character. Wedding's change stuff up a bit XD Oh, and their wedding song? That was my parents song. You should listen to it. It's one of my favorites. And I also have gotten a Beta Reader~! No, she didn't do this chapter but that was because I decided that since none of the other chapters were, this one won't be either :)

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