Romano walked through the city of Italy
'I only went out with you because I loved your brother and I thought you'd be close enough, but you're not!'
His face was tear stained but you couldn't see it because of the heavy rain
'He is smarter, cuter and not completely useless like you!'
Each word pierced him but of course, the Spaniard could not see that, he just kept going on and on and on about how much better his brother was than he was
Romano had opened his mouth to interrupt but the Spaniard must have seen it coming because he raised his voice even more and smashed the vase Romano had given him with his fist
Romano started shaking with anger at that point, he had laid down his pride to get that stupid vase from china so he could give t to Spain and now it was...
Romano looked up at the grey skies hoping for some sunshine to peak through but of course, it did not
'I'm so fucking glad I cheated on you that time with him because those few weeks we spent dating behind your back were the best weeks of my life!'
Romano froze, as did the words he was about to shoot back at his ex-boss
'I regret every moment I ever spent chasing after you instead of him!' Spain shouted 'I wish you could just disappear Romano so Veneziano wouldn't feel guilty when looking at me like that!'
He tried hard. He really did, he had tried being a better person to that Spanish bastard, he had tried cleaning but that always ended the same, he had cooked but he had always referenced his brothers cooking and he had tried not being so damn angry all the fucking time...but in the end...
Spain finally stopped and just stood there huffing, his face was Red and his eyes still murderous
'y-you slept with my fratello?' Romano asked weakly
'Are you fucking death? Of course I-' Spain started but clasped his hand over his mouth 'mi dio' he whispered the venom in his eyes dying
'y-you slept with him behind my back and..." Romano couldn't finish that sentence 'I think I'll take my leave now' he said before walking calmly out the front door, it was raining like hell but he didn't particularly care...
He had been like that for a few weeks. He had locked himself in his house and hoped someone would reach out to him...
It didn't happen.
And that's when he decided.
Romano started to make his way towards his brother's house, his own burning out of control behind him.
Romano knocked on his brothers door and waited, and waited, and waited
Finally, the door opened but his brother did not even look at him
"Sorry fratello but could you disappear please?" Veneziano asked, "I'm in the middle of something and I don't need you here to screw it up"
Romano stared wide-eyed at his brother for a while before Veneziano promptly shut the door on his face without looking at him once
'Just disappear...' he thought as he continued to walk around
Romano gave out a shaky laugh as he looked down at the rapid waters, he had been standing there for god knows how long looking down
He had hoped that maybe someone would stop him and that everything would be ok...
But nobody was coming to stop him, not his stupid ex-boyfriend not his stupid perfect brother, nobody, they all just wanted him to disappear
He took a deep breath and leant forward and honestly, he had to say that was the best moment of his life.
...oOo...
ruined.
When Romano awoke he was in someone else's bed.
In someone else's house.
However, this person was definitely not human
He could feel it.
He southern half of Italy tried to get up but crumpled in pain
"don't try to get up" a worried voice came as a man who looked like France but didn't have the annoying accent rushed in
He was wearing casual clothing and looked at Romano with pity.
Romano looked down at himself
He had been patched up; the cuts he was made over the past few weeks had also been taken care of
"Why couldn't you let me die bastardo!" he hissed weakly lying back down
The man looked at him with confusion
"Why would I?" he asked Romano "we're both nations so we've got to stick together"
"I don't ever remember seeing you at any meetings," Romano snapped
"I'm Canada," the man elaborated "nobody ever seems to see me" his voice sounded quite sad as he said this
"Sorry" Romano mumbled, "Look I-"
"No" the Canadian cut in "you're not going anywhere until I know that you're ok" he said
"You can't force me to stay!" Romano exclaimed
"Oh yea?" the Canadian said matching his tone before poking him in the ribcage
Romano hissed and glared at the blonde
"exactly" Canada said almost smugly before sighing "just...stay until I know you're not going to try something stupid like that again...I know that things get rough but giving up isn't an answer"
Romano glared daggers into then retreating nations back but then relaxed and closed his eyes
"The fuck is he getting all worked up for?" he whispered before drifting off into a dreamless sleep...
I started this on another account but now I'm in the mood for some romanoXcanada
I think I can make good use of this long forgotten plot
Reviews help me update but I'll probably do that anyway.