Tomate Amante – Pomodoro Amante
Chapter One
"Ding-Dong" Romano heard as his doorbell rang while he was laying on the couch watching television. Romano sat up, curious as to who was at his door. He got up and walked to the door slowly, wondering who would be at his house so late at night. He looked at his watch. 7:56 pm. Romano walked up against the door, put his hand on the doorknob, and looked through the looking hole in his door. A grin spread across his face as he opened the door quickly, excited for what awaited him. "Happy valentines day!" Romano's eyes widened, still grinning and standing in front of Spain, holding a basket of none other than tomatoes! Spain walked into the house that he was much familiar with. The smell of herbs and spices, and the decorations of carefully painted masterpieces along his walls. Romano shut the door and invited him Spain into the living room, pating the seat next to him as he sat on the couch. Spain sat closely next to Romano, set the basket of tomatoes on the coffee table in front of him and took out two perfectly spotless tomatoes. He handed one of the tomatoes to Romano and said, "What do you want to do tomorrow? We can do anything you want to do." He took a small bit out of his tomato, eating it as if it were an apple as Romano inspected his quietly and said, "Damn it, um….. I don't know." Then he took a bit out of his tomato, same as Spain did. "Don't worry about it, Lovi. We can sleep on it." He said, talking another bite. Then Spain picked up the basket of tomatoes and walked into the kitchen, open to the living room. "We could watch a movie if you want to." Romano said, facing backwards on the couch and leaning against his elbows on the back cushion. Spain set the basket of tomatoes on the counter beside the refrigerator and walked back into the living room. "What movies do you have?" he asked as he sat down beside Romano, leaning against the arm of the couch. "We can just scroll through the channels or something. I really don't even care. I am really fucking tired." Romano said, sliding his head into Spain's lap as he laid his body along the entire couch. Shortly after they found a decent movie to watch Romano fell asleep in Spain's lap. Of course, Spain didn't mind and eventually, the two were asleep on the couch, still holding what was left of each of there tomatoes.
"Lovi…" Spain said, playing with Romano's hair. Romano was still asleep on the couch. "Lovi do you want to go get breakfast?" Spain asked, not expecting to get an answer. Romano rolled onto his back, head still in Spain's lap, and slowly opened his eyes, blinking against the light. "Huh?" Romano moaned as he sat up. Spain turned his body towards Romano, leaning against the arm of the couch and said, "Let's go to our favorite restaurant and then we can think of were to go after." "Okay. But your buying!" Romano said then got up to go take a shower. "What time is it!" Romano yelled out of a crack in the bathroom door. He was already undressed, with hot water running. Spain looked at the clock planted on the wall. "About 8:15!" he yelled, but didn't get a response besides the sound of Romano jumping into the shower and closing the shower curtain.
"Hop in, were going for a ride!" Spain said jumping into the front seat of his sleek car. Romano got into the passenger seat and immediately Spain pulled out of the driveway, scaring Romano half to death by the sudden jolt, but was not nearly as bad as when the Italians drive. When they arrived at the restaurant they walked in and sat down beside each other in a booth. They both ordered the same thing. Blueberry waffles with bread rolls. When there food arrived both Spain and Romano looked at the steaming food, as they were much hungrier than this morning. They both sat silently gorging themselves until Spain broke the silence. "So I was think that maybe we could go to the park or something today." Spain said as he pushed his plate away. He expected Romano to answer but didn't expect what happened next. "Well, well, well. If it isn't this cute little couple." France "Haha! What are you guys on a date or something? That's cute." Prussia "what the hell are you guys doing here!" Romano yelled. "aw we made poor little Romano mad! Hey Spain'1 you need to take him home, and give him a nice bubble bath. He seems to need to cool his jets a little. "Get out!" Spain yelled before the two left to find some new prey to tease.