Hello there~

Its me again. Well for those who don´t know me: Kindacute.

This is my first Spamano/Romaspa fanfiction. However, I already wrote a small story for my PruHun-Fanfiction (the Beauty and the Beast). If you want to read it, it is the Christmas Special in that fanfiction.

Back to this story however. I don´t know if there is a fanfiction like this, at least I haven´t read it so far. If there is, please tell me. I would love to read it. Anyway, I wanted to write a longer RomaSpa/Spamano fanfiction for some time now, but I didn´t know what I could write about exactly. However, after I read a Manga I recently bought, I came up with this idea. Funnily, the Manga really doesn´t have too much to do with cats…..Maybe my PruHun-fic also has got some influence on this story…maaaaybe….

Furthermore, I absolutely love this pairing (not my OTP, but close enough) but I prefer RomaSpa over Spamano. It is not that Romano has to top but more of the thought that Romano is despite his problems a really strong person and Spain is beneath his strong surface a person haunted by his past and problems. However, I try not to let him appear as a complete weakling and he will still be physically stronger than Romano. Probably.

Well I have talked enough for now. Disclaimer: I don´t own Hetalia.

Enjoy~

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Kapitel 1: Two lonely souls

He was going to fucking kill that fucking cat. Lovino pulled the pillow over his head as the distasteful meowing started anew. That frigging cat had appeared in his backyard a couple of days ago and hadn´t left since. It wasn´t that he hated cats- in fact he loved them- but this one had been meowing and howling pathetically for the whole time, not giving him one peaceful minute.

Groaning out loud, Lovino sat up in his bed, his eyes darting towards the window that showed the backyard. Grudgingly he left his bed and went up to it. The cat- white with beige-brown spots- sat just beneath his window, looking up and meowing, sounding almost as if it was pleading with him to let it in. The South Italian grumbled, scratching his neck quickly before going downstairs. He opened the backdoor and went outside, looking out for the cat. He saw the little ball of fur still seated beneath his window.

As he approached its ears flickered and it turned its head towards him, watching his every move carefully with its amazingly green eyes. "Stupid cat! People try to sleep, so be quiet and leave already! I bet somebody is already missing you, so frigging leave already!" Lovino hissed and motioned for the cat to leave. However, the cat just watched him with bright eyes, meowing softly once more.

"You don´t understand a word, do you?" the human muttered angrily and knelt down in front of it. Only then did he notice the badly damaged collar around its neck. It was red, burned at some places and a little silver cross was attached to it. The cat itself looked thin despite the fur and there were a few bald spots over its body. Some parts of the fur even looked singed and he inwardly gritted his teeth. It was obvious that this cat didn´t have an easy life so far.

"Shhh, come on idiot cat, let me take a look at your collar." He murmured and reached out and hesitatingly opened the collar and freed the cat from it. He held it up to his face and was glad that there weren´t any clouds obscuring the moon. He didn´t find anything written on the collar itself and therefore, turned his attention towards the little cross.

"A-….Anton…..Antonio?" the cat meowed as if answering and he looked at it, "is that your name? Who calls his cat Antonio? It's a weird name for a cat, si?" he said more to himself than to the cat. However, the cat meowed again, this time a bit louder. "I got it, I got it…..Gardenstreet 13a Elmare" he read out, only then recognizing it was an address and he grinned. Finally, he would get rid of this fucking cat.

"Come on, I will let you inside this one night seeing that you will return home tomorrow." Lovino said and took the cat into his arms. It was really thin, he could feel the bones shifting beneath the damaged skin and fur and it was even trembling slightly. He couldn´t exactly blame it on the cold though.

Lovino was surprised that the cat didn´t even try to scratch him and instead cuddled into his chest, looking for warmth. "You are way too trusting. I bet that's how you got those injuries. Not everyone likes animals." The Italian muttered out loud and carefully scratched the cat behind its right ear. It purred and huddled even closer.

"Tch. Don´t take this the wrong way. I won´t keep you. Tomorrow morning I will return you to your owners." Lovino explained and sat the cat down on the carpet in front of his bed before climbing in it and pulling the blanket over himself. The cat meowed sounding desperate and scratched at the wooden frame of the bed. "Fucking hell! What do you want?!" he cursed and looked at his annoying little guest that just looked at him with big, expecting eyes. "No! Forget it!" he huffed and turned around but the animal meowed again, even louder than before and it even let out a pathetic sounding cough. Lovino groaned.

"Fuck you! This is only because you are only here for a night!" he growled lowly, pulled the cat up and sat it on the empty side of his bed. Afterwards he lied back down and closed his eyes, his back towards the cat. It wasn´t long before he felt it cuddle up to him, still trembling and obviously looking for warmth. Lovino hadn´t slept so deeply for years.

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Rather short, but is only the first Chapter of the story and I hope you found it interesting enough to follow this story. I am not sure if I will manage to update regularly but I will try.

"Kapitel" is the German word for "Chapter"

If you liked this story, please review or write me and tell me and if you have ideas or a piece of advice feel free to contact me.

Kindacute