Disclaimer: shonen ai and rushed ending. Enjoy!
Romano and Spain just stood there looking at the last tomato available, both challenging the other to make a move. Romano had a scowl as usual but this time it showed even more displeasure and Spain had his usual smile, but this time, with a look of determination. The tomato just stayed there in the basket, teasing them both, challenging who would be the victor to eat its juicy contents.
Spain turned to Romano and asked him in a begging manner, "Now look, Lovi, I've taken care of you for a long time, and as, let's call it payment, would you let me have this tomato? I'll make it up to you, I promise." He attempted to look at him with big, wide puppy eyes.
However, Romano is immune to that trick. He merely brushed it off and said back, "No way, Spagna, this is my tomato. Now if you excuse me, I'll be enjoying my tomato now." He reached his hand toward that tomato his mouth watering already.
However, Spain had other plans. He frowned and said," Lo siento, but I'm afraid I cannot let you do that" and he snatched the tomato before Romano had a chance to grab it.
Romano glared at him, his hazel eyes flashing a warning look, "I'd hand that over if I were you, bastard."
Spain smirked in triumph. "No can do," and proceeded to eat the tomato. Which was missing from his hand. He looked over to Romano the red fruit now in his hand.
"Skilled pickpocket, remember?" Romano said while he grinned mischievously.
"Sneaky Lovi, that's not cute at all." Spain pouted. He looked up, a devious look in his eyes. "I didn't want to do this but you leave me no other choice," And he proceeded to tackle Romano to the ground tickling him as the fiery Italian contemplated whether or not to bury him alive.
"Stupid...Spagna..Stop!.. I'm going...to...fucking...kill you!" Romano managed to squeak in between laughs.
"Now you just be a good henchman and give boss the tomato," the usual cheery nation said as he pried the tomato out of Romano's grip while still tickling him. He succeeded and bolted out to the counter to wash it. He washed every surface of it and ate it.
Romano stood up from his previous position. "You think you've won *wheezes* but I swear I will..." He was tired from the tickling induced laughter and was about to seriously carry out his revenge when Spain just out of nowhere pecked him on the lips.
"What was that for?" Romano asked, clearly embarrassed.
The curly haired nation just smiled in an even more happier manner. "I said I'd make it up to you, didn't I?" he cheerfully answered.
Romano could feel his face turning a reddish tint. "Don't ever do that again," he grumbled.
"Hmmm, I don't know if I can do that," Spain teased. "But how about we go to the store to get some more tomatoes?"
"Fine by me," Romano replied. And off they went.
A/N: I really appreciatted if you managed to make it to the end. I'm not sure if you could tell or not but this was my first fanfic for Hetalia and Spamano. Technically, this is my first fanfic ever. So I'm sorry if they're OOC but I did the best I could manage. Please leave a review so I can do better next time. Even if you think it's shitty tell me why it's shitty. I won't bite.