"Hey bastard, where are you...two?"

Spain looked up from his magazine, as the other Spain looked up from the tv. Romano's eyes traveled from on Spain to the other. "Wh-Wha-what the hell? Why are the-"

"Is this the older Romano? He's such a beauty! Waa!~ I'm so lucky!" The Spain watching tv cried in joy and eyed Romano like a starved dog. Romano denied being creeped by the look, since he did see it when he gave Spain a big "No-fucking-No you bastard," to sex.

"You mean I'm lucky, Pirate." the Spain reading (Looking at the pictures) threw a warning glance at the other before getting up from the couch. "Roma!~ You're back, how was Italy and Germany?...Roma?"

"He's not listening..."

"Well thank you, Captain Obvious!" There was obvious sarcasm in Spain's voice as he said this.

Romano took some steps closer the Spain by the couch before head-butting him in the cheek. "You got in another with England, didn't you? I thought I told to stop picking fights with him!"

Spain landed on the couch, after the blow. He rubbed his cheek and winced. "It was his fault this time, I swear! All I did was call him one his own phrases!"

"A what was that?"

"An 'uphill gardener' I believe... Or something likes that!"

"You idiot! That's very offensive in England! God Spain!"

"If he doesn't like so much then why the hell did he make it? And he called me a 'bloody pirate!' And then, that's when he came in!" Spain pointed to the other Spain, still dressed in his pirate clothing.

They both looked him expectantly. "Am I normally this whipped?'Cause that's pathetic..." Both Spaniards glared at each other before the pirate got up and walked over to Romano. "So you're my future henchmen... God damn, I am lucky..."

"You mean, I'm lucky!"

"No, I'm lucky! He's my henchman!"

"But he's my lover!" Romano blushed as this was said.

"Oh really? Have you two even had sex? Don't tell me tell he tops you." Romano blushed even harder.

"What? If you're talking about us have vertical sex, then yeah! That's the best position! ...After I find his prostate that is."

"B-ba-bastards! Don't bring my sex life into this! Don't even bring my name into this! I have nothing to do with it"

The pirate eyed Romano once more before speaking once again. "I don't seriously turn into...that right?" He pointed to Spain with some regret in his eyes.

Romano nodded and smiled in triumphant. "Yes, you do."

"Well, you're still my henchman, right?" He shifted his eyes back to Romano.

"No. I became independent a long ass time ago!" Romano looked at his watch and scowled. "It almost time for dinner, bastards...Spain!" Both Spain perked up as he called their names. "The...non-pirate one... Help me with dinner!" Spain and Romano left the living room, leaving the pirate by himself.

His eyes hardened as his face twisted into a scowl. Pirate Spain sat on the couch and picked up the remote to the TV. He eyed it with the same scowl, trying to remember from the semi-lesson he got from his future self on how to work it. He clicked the big red button, remembering his future self telling him something along the lines of it controlling the power of the TV.

He clicked through shows as he spread himself along the couch. "What is this called? Soap opera...? Yeah, what the fuck is this?" He clicked the remote a few more times until landing on a Spanish cartoon.

Pirate Spain woke to the smell of a Spanish dish being cooked. He got up from the couch and walked into kitchen. "Eeh, Roma can cook? Now that's a surprise..."

Romano turned to Pirate Spain, "Sh-shut up! Of course I can cook! I am Italian..."

"If I remember correctly...the Roma in my time can't cook or clean to save his life... Tell me, can you clean too?"

"Of course!"

"Well, now I have something else to look forward to!"

"Shut the fuck up!"

Pirate Spain's eyes darkened as he took a step towards Romano. Spain saw this and stepped between the two. Pirate Spain stopped to look at Spain before going to the table that was in the kitchen.

"What is this? It's like... In the middle of the kitchen..." he fingered the hard surface.

"It's called an island, fucker..." Pirate Spain looked up at Romano with mild amusement in his eyes before looking at Spain.

"I know he has a bad mouth, but seriously? Do you really let him talk to you like that?"

"Well yes...actually"

"You're so pathetic!"

"Hey! Don't forget you turn into me in your future! And you can't change that either, or else a lot of stuff is gonna change. Like Roma? Yeah, he'll be scared shitless if you changed."

"No I won't!" Both Spain's eyed Romano with doubt. "...Shut up!"

"If I remember correctly, doesn't the Romano from your time talk the same way? Of course he does." Spain said this with a faraway look in his eyes. "How is your Roma by the way? Is he breaking stuff still?" It was pointless question Spain knew, but he needed to change the topic.

Pirate Spain's eyes brightened instantly. "Oh you know how he is! Breaking while cleaning seems to be his motto...Oh tell me does Romano still wet the bed?" Spain nudged closer to the pirate before whispering in his ear. "He still blames the squirrels when he does."

Since Spain is not being a very good whisperer, Romano heard everything. He pointed a finger at him and took a step back. "You lying bastard!"

"Oh really?" Both Spains turned their head towards Romano. "Yes really!" Romano blushed as he said this. "So I'm lying, Romano?" Spain titled his head upward and smiled mischievously, eyes squinting slightly in the process. "...Yes!"

Spain continued to look at Romano with his mischievous grin until he cracked. "Fine! but at least I don't drool like a dog on crack!"

Spain's grin dropped and was replaced with a look of sadness. "Is that true, Romano?"

"O-of course!" Romano seen the look Spain was giving him and turned back around to the slightly cold dinner. "Th-the food's getting cold fucker!"

Pirate Spain grinned at the food set in front of him. "I thought Romano didn't eat Spanish food?" Romano blushed and threw the pirate a glance before looking back down at his food. "It's the o-only food here! I can't j-just eat tomatoes..."

"That's the only thing you eat..."

"Fucker!" Romano seen the look the pirate gave him and scooted his chair closer to Spain a bit. "En-enjoy the god d-damn food..."

AN:/ This will be my first chapter story...um...yeah...Oh this is heavily based off NS:Plus's doujinshi Tres and Tres Plus,. 'cause there will be some lemons, and there shall be threesomes...Oh! If you haven't seen the doujinshis, I recommend seeing them, like now. NS:Plus is like...one of the best doujinshi makers out there. But Tres Plus is R-18 so you know...if you don't like seeing the porn, then I guess don't...I honestly don't see the diferences between reading and looking at it... is the recommended site for reading doujinshis too...

Alright, I'm leaving this as it is for now. This is unbeta.d so...I used spelled check to my best ability to make it presentable. Hope you enjoyed reading it! :D

AN2:/ That purple/blue button down there that starts with an r? It will be become your bestfriend if you click it. :3