MAFIA HETALIA X MAFIA READER:

MAFIA HETALIA X MAFIA READER:
I'm back bitches

Mafia Hetalia x Reader
YOUR POV
Ah! Catania! Every time I see her I fall in love! I Should come here more often, Sicily is a wonderful land to live, if it were not for them .... the old dear beloved Italian Mafia! What world would be without !
Well ... one in which I could be free to move where and when I want without the worry of finding myself with a gun to my head every time I go to the grocery store ....
But this will change very soon.Those two idiots of the Vargas brothers were able to send me away once, 3 years ago, but they will not again ... that's why I'm here, in the first class in a plane New York-catania, that is just over the coast of Sicily in this moment.
In America I could start over, I found some new allies and bolstered my finances.And now it's time to take back what was mine and that they stool at my family.
the Power.
As soon as I landed I went to retrieve my bags and re-ignited my Iphone 5 .there were 6 missed calls from Alfred, 2 from Matthew and fifteen messages from both asking me if I was landed, if I was okay and so on ... umppppffff! So worried for nothing those two! They could not get in their heads that I was born and raised here . even though it had been years, I knew this country as my pockets.
Alfred does not understand because why I wanted to land at Catania and mot at Palermo, the true goal of the clan. I had not wasted any time in explications .the boss was me, and a boss does not have to explain to his subordinates.(YEAH DUDETTE!LIKE A BOSS )
I left the airport and took a taxi sign. The driver got out and he opened the car’s door so I can sit in the car while he settled the suitcases in the trunk and then come back to the driver seat.
"Where do you wants to go, miss?" “Via Monte Calvi, number twenty-three, thank you. "I saw him raise an eyebrow in the mirror" are you sure?it isn’t a street ... interesting ... it's just a little street between old houses. You would not want to visit the old town? Catania is lovely! "No, thank you. Via Monte Calvi will be fine. "Said this he shrugged and left.
twenty minutes later the taxi was parking in a narrow street closed between old houses in red bricks painted white, although the plaster seemed to fall apart on the stones of the paved sidewalk. Vases overflowing with red and yellow flowers were placed in front of all windows to cheer up a little 'neighborhood.
Just a quiet place. You had to wonder what was doing a mafia boss there.
I turned to the taxi driver "wait here." He nodded and I went out. I stopped in front of an artisan workshop. A world was written on the sign in red letters: carpenter. I smiled to myself .... Well well well ... I came in, jingling a bell warned when any one came. inside the shop was full of handcrafted furniture, all kinds of frames, clocks, cuckoo clocks and pendulums hanging on the walls, carved statues placed on top of the bedside tables made by hand . everywhere hovered a strong smell of wood, sawdust and furniture’s polish, with a twist of cedar.from a small room behind the counter of the case,I heard like a continuous hammering and the sound of someone who was working.A  man's deep voice emerged above all that noise "I’m coming soon!wait a moment please.". I smiled again and leaned against a table inlaid behind me looking around from one angle in the shade .a tall blond man with a wooden pipe in dark mouth  emerged from the door .he was wearing a simple white shirt under her apron work covered chip, dark blue pants and a rag in his hand with which he was cleaning his hands.
I stood up, making him see me better. "Good morning, mis-.....YOU!What do you want??? ...." when he saw me, he stopped, dropping the rag on the floor ... I chuckled at her reaction " see you is a pleasure for me Tim, you missed me?" Crossed his arms, his green eyes more closer "What do you want  ______?" I took off a picked from my jacket nonchalantly. "What were you building there? a cuckoo for the friends of your sister?" I gave him a smile like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland "or have they become even your friends? "
His eyes were a thin slit when I grimaced in disgust "....don’t tease me. I will not even see them. I repeat, what do you want? "I make my adorable puppy eyes." But how? Is this the way to treat an old friend? "" We are not old friends. "Even if not wanted ,I laughed in his face," oh , would you like .... but we are , or at least we were before that Belle decided that she prefers the Spaniards to his brother ... "he stiffened, the jaw muscle contract ... aha! Caught!!!!, I found your weak point Tim.
" because it is so, is not it? You always said her that the mafia was terrible, a gang of murderers, thieves, and all the crap that the society can produce ... and then? She fall rigth into the arms of one of a mafia’s guy. you was really good as a teacher, huh? "
I was kidding, but I knew him was furious "STOP IT! Tell me what you want or get out. "
I sighed ..." calm down. I'm just here to ask you a small favor. "before he yelled ‘no and to go to hell’, I stopped him" you just need to tell your sister to deliver a message. nothing more. "he relaxed a bit" what message? and to whom? "I pulled an envelope out of the bag blocked by wax. I passed it to him "this. do not open it, if you do I will know. and you do not want to know the consequences. "I turned and headed for the door," Wait. you did not say to whom. "I turned again
" but how? do not get it by yourself? To Bella and her sweetheart ... Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ... he will know what to do. "
he looked more grim than ever "that bastard .... what are you going to do to hi? ...." I smiled at him, "and what do you care? For the truth,you want him dead even more than me." "No! I’m Not a murderess. but I do not like him, and even the fact my sister .... " " is in love with him? "
he looked away .... I went back and stood a few feet away from him," Oh, Tim .... how many things you do not know ... " he looked up and looked into my eyes, "What do you mean?" made another small step forward: "Belle doesn’t love Antonio. Well, at first she do... but then she knew the real boss .. the BOSS. Lovino. and she started to aim higher ... at a higher hierarchical position.." he wiped his eyes" you do not want to say that .... she wants....Lovino???? " " exact .... it is sad, is not it? "I said this and then I went back on my feet and left. But before I cross the threshold WHEN a thought stop me .I closed the door "see Tim .... I have nothing against you and Belle. you  and I were friends when we were children, but if she continue to stay with them .... I cannot help it. try to keep her as far away as you can from then Vargas clan.... and maybe ...I’ll not hurt her. "and I went out completely.

The taxi driver was waiting for me reading the newspaper. He saw me and folded it to open to me.
I thanked him and I sat down on the seat "... so... some interesting news?"
He looked surprised “excuse me? “ " the newspaper. " " ah, well, the usual stuff. politics, new politics, a bit 'of crime ... you know miss, these days the police is working on! The Mafia, they say. but I personally do not believe it ... they will be the usual skirmishes between neighborhood magnified by journalists. "
I smiled" I'm sure it is. Now, would lead me to the train station please? I should I take the train of 3.00 p.m. for Palermo. "he nodded and left.

Oh, yes .... the usual skirmishes from neighborhood .... with some exceptions ....