~I own nothing besides the idea for making the story plot, Also I have never read or watched the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo I just used the name and switched it around. Thank you for reading! Enjoy and Comments are appreciated. ~

The Bastard with the Tomato Tattoo- A Spamano

His skin was flawless, besides one tattoo of a tomato on his back. The tattoo is the only thing I know I really knew of him from those fateful nights. I call him the bastard with the tomato tattoo. Now I have to find him, because not only did he steal my brother away but he took my heart with him.

It was six years ago in a hotel ballroom in London when I met him. He was Tall, dark, and Spanish from his looks and demeanor. He screamed dangerous but I couldn't listen to a thing my mind told me, because when those emerald eyes looked in my direction I swore I could have fainted on the spot, unfortunately those eyes made me forget my mission momentarily: to find my brother. Now before I get to far let me explain why I was looking for him. He was kidnapped by some Germans, a blonde haired blue eyed one and an albino, and I was determined to get him back, no matter the cost. His childish laugh and dorky smile is really only what I remember of him.

Anyways, before I get to emotional, back to the story. He approached me in a black tuxedo smelling of a spicy dangerous sent. I should have run, but really without him I never would have experienced love or have gotten my brother back, I explain that later but on to the story. The Spaniard smiled a toothy grin and took my hand and gave it a kiss, a slow kiss that seemed as if he where tasting me.

"I saw you staring at me over there. I wanted to know if you liked the view, because I know I like mine," he purred still holding my hands.

His actions took me by surprise, never before has anyone done that to me, ever. I was so surprised I swear my checks started turning tomato red, and that usually is a telltale sign that I'm going to start replying by talking back rudely, to this day it still happens.

"Well someone is cocky, why don't you shove that up your ass and see who gives a fuck," I retorted trying to wiggling out of his grip, trying to make him let go of me, but I failed, who knew the Spanish had such good grip?

I regret saying that because I swear it turned him on even more then when I was just standing there.

"Ah, Tomate, you sure are a feisty one. Are you like that in bed too?," The stupid Spaniard replied back, grabbing both my hands and pulling me into a slow dance to a stupid American song that almost made me want to eat a potato. I'll explain my hatred for potatoes later but now back to the story.

I remember being scared (and excited) for what would happen to me under the hands of the, ok I will admit it, handsome stranger. I could barely speak at all in the Spaniard's hands, for some reason I was all flustered and I didn't know what to say. Oh I also wanted to point out that yes it is weird for two guys to dance on the dance floor together especially in a slow dance, but it was a wedding for some gays dudes I met from Sweden and Finland and even though I barely knew them they invited me because they wanted to help me find the criminals who took my brother because the same people kidnapped their soon to be adopted child also.

After the song ended I tried getting away, because I had a strong feeling that my brother was in the hotel that night and I needed him back home in Italy for family shit.

"Let go of me, stupid bastard. I have things I need to get done and don't want you in the way," I yelled at the bastard that still didn't let me go.

He smiled the highly infectious grin and leaned in my ear and whispered," I know where your brother is, one more dance with your beautiful, sexy body and we'll talk."

I swear, again, that my face was tomato red and my jaw was hanging open, but if someone knew where my idiot brother was I wouldn't complain even if it was with a stranger that had such a huge effect on me that no other man had on me before and even though the stupid bastard only said a couple sexy words and complimented my so called 'sexy' body, I think that night my heart started to open to love for another person just a little.

~Sorry for leaving you hanging like that, you'll just have to keep checking in for more updates, I promise I'll posted the second chapter a.s.a.p. Thanks for reading~