"I won't leave you Roma~!" Spain gave the small male a sheepish grin and tilted his head. Romano puffed his cheeks and held his arms out. "Promise?" he tilted his head. Spain picked up the light weight figure and swung him in the air. "Of course!"

"D-dammit! Put me down!!" Romano screamed, flailing.

Spain brought the boy down into a hug, he kissed his forehead and chuckled. "Let's go home now, alright?" Spain hummed before setting the smaller down. Romano nodded slowly and followed after the taller.

Years later Romano was a grown man, handsome but still a bit...rude.

"Hurry up idiot!" Romano hissed, crossing his arms as he sat on the couch. Spain walked out and smiled softly "Forgive me my dear Roma~" he giggled. Romano turned a light pink, pursing his lips together. Quickly, he turned his head to hide his rosey cheeks.

He felt a squeeze of the shoulder and turned only to press his lips against the other males. Romano pulled back slightly, eyes widened. Spain grabed his shoulders, pulling him back. Romano's heart raced when he felt the love that Spain gave him. His fingers trembled as they moved across his shoulders and around his neck. His green eyes shut and he pulled Spain into a tight hold.

Spain cupped Romano's cheek and pulled away. "I love- Te amo, Lovino..." Spain said with half-lidded eyes. Romano was almost in tears, he leaned up only to whisper "Antonio, ti amo..."

And thus, their love grew...or so we thought, years later Spain went "missing" and Romano was accused of murder.

Romano stared at the picture of his lover, his eyes growing fuzzy and tears stung his eyes. "You're a liar." Romano scoffed, rubbing his eyes and inhaling sharply.

He looked up to see a newsletter hammered into the wall, cracks around it.

MAN GOES MISSING

April 2, Antonio Fernandez Carriedo went missing. Our reports say that this could be a murder case. The first accused victim is an Italian male that he had lived with for many years. "I don't understand how Spain could've just left us here! Mon amour! Where are you!?" said close friend, Francis Bonnefoy. We soon moved on to another close friend of Antonio's. "Che! For all I know he could be on the seas again, nyon..." said the other close friend, Gilbert.

We'll be continuing this investigation, but close family of his are now planning to gather up a funeral if he is not found within 3 months.

Romano felt the tears bathe on his cheeks. "Please come back...you idio-....Antino." Romano clutched his chest, salty tears continuing to leave his eyes. "Maybe if...." he threw himself back onto the white covered bed that they'd sleep in.

He went silent as he stared at the ceiling he lived under for so many years. His eyes shut close the stinging in his eyes numbed and he inhaled sharply...almost a gasp.

Romano's hand crept up to the pillow to pull a letter from underneth. His clouded green eyes examined the envelop as he pulled the letter from it.

Prussia's anual get together

Only awesome people are invited.

Spain was going to go. It passed a while back, but Romano. He needed someone to talk to.

Pushing himself up, Romano grabbed a piece of paper and pen and sketched down the address of the letter. Romano soon left the door, slamming it behind him.