Here it is! I will continue my other fanfiction but I like this storyline better. This chapter took a while to make 1) I erased most of it:( and 2) it had to be perfect! But it's not so there is a few grammar mistakes, Poe other small things. Well R&R ILY!
Sadly I don't own Hetalia or USUK would get more screentime *hit by Britain.* You bloody Git! Mehh. Calm down England:(
Chapter 1: He Doesn't Want Me.
"Romano? We will be leaving for Austria's house shortly" Spain called to me cheerful as always.
I was kinda happy to be seeing my
Fratello, Feliciano, because I haven't seen him in so long and I miss him, but... the other side of me hated when Spain was around Feli! I don't know why I feel like this though.
"Romano?" He called again when he didn't receive an answer.
"I'm ready, you stupid bastard!" I grumbled back.
I saw his head poke out from behind the kitchen and my heart skipped a beat. Maybe he just scared me...? I don't know.
Spain walked over to me and squatted down to where his head was right in from of mine and exclaimed, "Well than let's go silly! Aren't you excited to see your little brother?" He asked as he ruffled my hair. I hated when he does that but part of me loves it...
"Yeah..." I lied as I snapped back into reality. Why was he so excited to see my stupid brother? Am I not good enough?
At that, we left for Austria's house.
"I can't wait to see little Feli" Spain said as we were traveling. This made me kinda mad.
I felt like Spain had just stabbed my heart with a huge knife, and every time he talked about my little brother he stabbed deeper and twisted it harder. Why do I feel like this?
When we got there Spain's first words were "Where's my little brother?" And Feli came running out arms extended for a hug. At that I felt like crying, but I couldn't. I'm not weak!
"Fratello! You're here!" My brother exclaimed as he hugged me. After that we ran off somewhere to play as Spain, Austria and Hungary went to talk.
"So..." Feli began, "How is it like at Spain's house?"
"It's nothing like Grandpa Rome's." I replied coldly.
"Mr. Austria and Mrs. Hungary are really great! I wish you could live with me!" My younger brother announced.
We played together for a about an hour, then Feli said he was hungry. I could feel myself getting kinda hungry too, so I went inside to ask if we could go get some food.
Austria's house was huge! I wondered the house for a while, looking for Spain, I sighed and said to myself, "Spain... Where the hell are you? Im so lost!" It was completely true. I was lost, walking the corridors of this big mansion. It was a little scary, to tell you the truth, but I had to be strong, "Where are y-" I stopped as I heard a familiar voice.
I walked over to a door that was probably meant to be closed but it was cracked a little.
I saw Spain, Austria and Hungary. Austria and Hungary had a very serious facial expressions but Spain just looked like goofball, pleading for something important.
I silenced my breathing and put my ear to the door.
"C'mon, Austria please? I want to trade them! Feli would be such a help around the house and he's so sweet and adorable! Please, trade Lovi with me?" Spain begged.
I gasped. Louder that I should have.
They all looked at the door, wondering what that noise was, but just brushed it off
Austria's voice was loud and stern as he replied back to my Spaniard, "This is the last time I'm saying no! Italy is very useful to me."
This was it. Here come the tears. But I can't. I can't cry. It will show that I'm weak, but I'm not. Instead I ran outside to my little brother.
"Did you get foo-" he stopped, then asked "Fratello? Why are you crying?"
"I'm not Veneziano" I choked "I just can't take it anymore."
"What are you taking about?" He asked on the verge of tears
I sighed, a tear rolled down my cheek, and whispered "I'm leaving. Forever"
DUN DUN DUNNNN! R&R!