My first Spain/Romano! It's just fluffy drabble, but please review and tell me if it's any good or OOC, etc. If this gets much attention I'm thinking about trying my hand at a multi-chapter Spamano that's much more serous and maybe angsty. I'm just posting this so the idea will get out of my head, I don't think it's terribly good. Anyway, I'm sure you don't want to read all of my thoughts on how it turned out, so please enjoy! I own a lot of things, but I do not own hetalia or any countries. Get back to me after I become world dictator, and maybe then I will.

"I don't care if he's your friend, keep that French bastard away from me!" yelled Romano, punching the spaniard in the stomach.

Spain grunted from the blow, but kept a smile on his face. "Why do you hate France so much mijo?"

"Don't call me your son!" Romano glared at Spain. Crossing his arms, he began to pout. "That bastard tried to do perverted things to me when I was young."

Spain chuckled. "You're so cute when you're angry."

Romano whirled so that his back was to Spain. "He always wanted me as a territory! You had to fight him off that day that I almost got claimed by turkey."

Spain hugged Romano from behind, nuzzling into his neck. "I was there to save you then, and I'll be there to save you now."

"You bastard, that war almost killed you."

"But it didn't! And besides..." he pulled Romano closer. "You didn't seem to mind very much when I did the same as France."

"Shut up. And keep that French frog away!"

"Ah, but Romano, he gives us some of our best ideas."

Romano was now tomato red. "Bastard."

"Amo tú también." Spain smiled. "If I had known you'd cling on to me like that when France was around I'd have invited him over sooner."

"I was just trying to discourage him, don't take it as an invitation."

Spain noted the lack of 'bastard' with glee. "Ah, but i do! Come now Italy." he said, reaching for italy's head and burying his hand in the brown hair.

Romano flushed. "You wouldn't." "I will if that's what it takes to get my little Romano to admit he feels the same way i do."

Romano glared at him, a look that had killed many a weaker man. "If I say it, and that doesn't mean I will, will you keep that bastard away?"

"Of course my Romano."

"Then fine. Te amo."

Spain grinned. "Consider France gone."

"Good." Spain walked off, and Romano waited until he was out of hearing range to add "Only you are allowed to do those kinds of things to me."

Yay! It's finished! Let's hear it for OOC fluffyness!