Author: BloodRedRibbon

Raiting: PG

Pairing: TurkSpa

Greece said he was a stalker, Turkey disagreed and said he was just gathering information by being in the same location as his object of affections. Greece then continued on and called him an old pervert among other things. Egypt just have him a look and the Turk knew that was his disappointed look.

He decided to ignore the two brats and continue with his mission of wooing the sexy Spanish man. Which, wasn't going to well. South Italy seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to him and always seemed to chase him off with that damned bull. Turkey thought the two hated each other, but it looked like they joined forces to keep him away.

Nothing would keep him away from Spain. There was something about the tanned man that drew him in and nothing would stop him, unless you're a tiny pipsqueak with a bull as an ally. He knew the Italian liked tomatoes from his observations and knew his opportunity to catch Spain alone would be when the kid was in the fields. Just means that he needed to keep the bull away too...

Turkeys olive eyes lit up as a plan formed and a low laugh escaped him.

The next day, the Turkish man headed towards the tomato fields and was happy to note that South Italy was already there. It didn't take long to spot the bull and with a wide smile, Turkey crept towards the house, making sure to be silent as possible.

Admittedly, his plan was very simple. Just be quiet and the bull wouldn't hear him, thus not alerting the brat. Not his best, but it was working!

Once inside the house, a relieved sigh escaped him and he made his way quietly to the kitchen. From his 'observations', the green eyed beauty would be in there cooking at this time. Turkey heard low humming the closer he got and couldn't help but let a smile slip. His angel had such a beautiful voice!

He rounded the corner to the kitchen and almost drooled at the image of Spain in an apron with tight pants on. Many images flowed through his head and he had to agree with Greece, he was a pervert but the kid would never hear him say that. The dark skinned man slinked closer to his prey and was about to wrap his arms around Spain.

A sharp prick against his abdomen made him look down and see a wicked looking knife there. Turkey looked back up and his eyes met bright green.

"I'm not as ditzy and oblivious as people think, Turkey."

A squeak and a frantic nod was Spain's answer and the shorter man broke out into a bright grin and removed the knife. He spun around and clapped his hands together happily. "¡Hola, Turkey! What brings you here~?"

With a cough, the taller man gave a shaky smile and was starting to think this was one person he shouldn't piss off but couldn't help but be turned on by the more dark side of his love. Turkey gave a bow and kissed the back of Spain's hand while giving him a wink.

"I came to see your beautiful face of course! I couldn't get you out of my mind after our last meeting-" here, he drew the Spanish man into his arms and tilted his head up, "and needed to see you again." He went to kiss Spain but never got there as a screaming child came into view with a pissed off bull following.

A nervous laugh escaped him and he planted a quick kiss onto Spain's cheek before he hightailed it out of there. A pink blush started on Spain's cheeks and a hand cupped the spot the crazy Turk had kissed.

It seemed dull moments never ceased around here.

A/N: *nervous laughter* I'm back? Kind of? And I love this pairing, so, yeah.