Death: The end of something Rain: Trying to overcome an emotion Mud: Something isn't clear
It was raining. Pouring, heavy rain that beat down almost painfully on him. It was a thick, hazy mess and he couldn't see around him except for the brown rectangular shape in front. He looked down, realizing he was in a dry, black suit. A quiet whisper mixed with the wind and he realized with a start he was praying. He cautiously approached the box, his feet slipping in the mud.
His heart stopped. He tried to scream no, but nothing came out and he kneeled beside the coffin. He was too, too young, he couldn't be taken away, no, no, no…
The sun through the windows burnt his eyes as he shot up in bed. Spain felt something wet on his face and for a moment his mind filled with the image of Romano's coffin in the rain and he panicked. He wiped it away and was relieved that it was just tears.
The floorboards creaked when he got up out of bed slowly. Today was going to be the worst days of his life. Today was the day his Romano left him, for good, to be with his brother. He threw on some clothes and went to the garden in the back.
Romano was sitting on a bench, his things at his feet. "Oh, Romano," Spain said, grabbing him into a hug.
"Stupid bastard. Let me go. You knew I couldn't be under your roof forever."
"Oh, but Romano, I love you and I'll miss you so much! You'll visit, right?"
Romano rolled his eyes and hesitated. "If I ever have the time, idiot Spain," he finally huffed.
Spain smiled, looking into the round face that still had the glow of youth. The grin disappeared when his mind flashed to the image of Romano in his nightmare, with his eyes closed and…
He leaned in and kissed him. Nothing deep, barely pressing against his lips and pulling back as quickly as he had come. Romano was in shock, his green eyes widened in confusion. "Please be careful out there. Take it from someone who has been hurt and has hurt many people. Please, please, please…" Spain whispered before Romano's lips crashed into his.
~~~~~~~~~~ So it's all about symbolism, people. Death means the end of something. Rain means trying to get over an emotional issue. Mud means something that isn't clear at that moment. The reason that this is rated M is that there might be a lot of smut in other chapters :DDDD Review, please! It keeps me going! Sorry this was so angsty... Spain was feeling confused and scared for Romano. And maybe a little like God was going to punish him for being such an ass to his other colonies? I apologize about the funeral thing lol I'm sure it would be a Catholic one, but I'm have no knowledge of Catholicism, but it was a dream and dreams a weird...