Who you Calling a Damsel in Distress?

By: ZekuRoku

Author Note: I love this pairing to death... I really hope I have not shamed it! Romano is so temperamental... It's adorable.


"You have quite the temper."

"Way to state the obvious, you hamburger bastard."

"Hey, that's not a way to treat your date, insulting them and shit."

"Look don't get the wrong idea! I just really wanted to see this movie and that tomato bastard asshole ditched me!"

"Aren't I the lucky back up..."

"Shut up and watch the God-dammed movie!"

Yes, Lovino Vargas and Alfred Jones, were hanging out together, watching a particularly horrid movie. The fifth time in the past month. Though the blushing, temperamental Italian says it is because of Spain ditching him, that was a lie. He was really head over heels for the stupid American. Then there was Alfred, who was falling for the auburn hair male just as fast.

"Why the hell does he go back for the stupid Bitch, he could have saved himself..."

"What? Of course he had to go back. He is hero and she was his damsel in distress! It's logic!"

"That's retarded. Heroes are stupid."

"But I'm a hero!"

"Point proven."

"You're mean..." Alfred pouted and rolled his eyes, Romano went quiet, both blushing profusely. This is where the attempt to focus solely on the movie became quite the difficult task for the two.

"You know..." Romano drawled out, as if pondering on what to say, "You aren't as lame as the guy in this movie..." The last half had been mumbled quietly.

"What was that?" An infectious grin was plastered on the American's face, "I could not hear your meek whispering over the sound of how awesome and heroic you think I am."

A pillow had been shoved into the Alfred's face. "Stupid cocky hero complex..." The Italian was bright red in embarrassment.

A moment of awkward silence fell over the two and at that moment, as the credits rolled across the screen, the two found themselves moving closer towards one another. "You know, Lovi?" Alfred whispered.

"Y-Yes, bastard?"

"I think I kind of like you..."

"Then what are you waiting for, brave hero? Save me and sweep me off my feet. For I am a weak and delicate Italian incapable of saving myself." Despite the drooling sarcasm, endearment hung onto his words.

"Have no fear, my Italian damsel in distress..." A hand wound its way into the others auburn locks, pulling him closer until their lips were touching.

It was a sweet and innocent kiss, and the two were blushing like a couple of virgins on their honeymoon. Though looking back on the whole scenario years later, the two wonder why there was such a need for all the hero puns. Well, perhaps that was just Romano. Alfred made it his life goal to bring it up in conversation repeatably.

"Aw, Lovino... Don't be like that! I'm your hero! Remember that one time, when we got together and-"

"Shut up, you bastard!"


Author Note: I hope that's okay it's odd for me to be writing these two interacting together. Hope I decently pulled it off! I may write this couple some more! It was fun. Please give me feedback. :)