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Spain looked content eating that large, juicy tomato he had just harvested in the field nearby the Spaniard's house. Romano stared at the half eaten fruit as Spain chomped on it, causing it to grow smaller. The smaller brunette could feel his stomach grumble in jealousy. He hasn't eaten a tomato like that in weeks.
"Oh, Roma~ would you like a bite?" Spain said, holding out the tomato, a little tomato juice dripping from his hands. Romano turned away.
"W-who said I wanted it? Stupid tomato bastard…" He mumbled. Spain shrugged and bit once again into the tomato. Romano turned back to take a glimpse of the unusually large tomato.
"Hmm…this tomate tastes different…but it's so good!" Spain said, smiling widely, as usual.
"Did I ask you?" Romano spat.
"No…but it really is good…juicy, a little more sour than usual, but it's better than the other tomatoes…I should have used this one in the tomato soup I was going to make later…" Spain said again.
Romano's stomach was now growling at him. The Italian could already hear it screaming at him, telling him to grab the tomato and take a bite. Damn...when did he become THIS desperate?
"GAH, Give me that!" Romano said and swiped the tomato from the Spaniard's hand and Spain just smiled as he felt the fruit slip out of his palm. The tomato was already small, so Romano just took one more bite before plopping the small portion in his mouth.
"Nothing wrong with it." The Italian commented.
His statement was followed by an awkward silence but Spain eventually broke the silence with his giggling. Romano glared at Spain in both confusion and irritation.
"What are you laughing at?" He asked.
"Roma, you do know that when you bit the tomato, you gave me an indirect beso, si?" Spain smiled.
Romano's face began to burn and turned as red as the tomato they had just eaten. He glared at Spain as he began to sweat, looking for the perfect words to shout out.
"Ah~ Roma just kissed me indirectly!" Spain cooed. Romano turned even redder before he could find something to say.
"Aw…Now, Roma's turning as red as the tomato! So cute, Mi tomate…!" Spain laughed but was cut off by;
:SLAP:
"S-S-SHUT UP, T-TOMATO BASTARD! I DIDN'T KNOW SO IT DOESN'T COUNT, DAMMIT!" Romano yelled, redder than the tomato he had just eaten.
A/N: So…first Spamano fic…It's not really that good, and I hope it isn't the worst. I hope that there are a few people who liked it and if there is a fic like this, I am sorry and if it sucked, I'm sorry again. I'm not really good at writing Spain and Romano, so please take it easy on me if you want to criticize me.
Thanks for taking the time to read this...
-Z-aik