Spain could not stop moving for two seconds. Ever since Romano blacked out this morning, Spain never stopped walking outside his room. His little Lovi was in bed sick and it was his entire fault. "I should have known that something was wrong. He wasn't acting like himself for the past couple of weeks. I'm a bad husband."

"No you're not. You know fratello better than any of us." Italy tried his best to stop crying. It didn't help that Germany and Italy came over at the wrong time today. They too saw Romano blackout this morning. To make today worse Romano's body refused to wake to their pleas. Italy started to freak out that his brother wouldn't wake up to any of their voices. "He'll get better in no time."

Spain kept walking back and forth. He was starting to make the other nerviest. He kept repeating, "I'm a bad husband," in many types of languages. (AN: hey they have to speak other's tongues at world meeting not just their own.)

"Will you stop that! You're making me sick!" China yelled as he made some more herbal medicine.

The three countries thought it would be a great idea if they called China over to help out. Japan came over to assist his brother and his friends.

"Sorry, mi amigo. I can't help but worry over him. He never got this sick before. Even when he was little with chorea he was never this bad." Spain kept walking around the room.

"Ludwig, do you think he'll get better?" Italy asked while he sat on Germany's lap.

"We can only hope for the best Feli," Germany replied.

Italy looked a bit saddened at his comment. "…but I know he will." Germany finished and gave him a hug to comfort Italy, his bride to be.

Spain began to walk faster. The country looked ready to chop someone's head off with his old battle ax. "Why don't you have some tea? It will calm you down a bit. Kiku, go make some tea for us!" China asked at his brother as he went back into Romano's room.

Japan started to mumble that he doesn't live here or why should he make the tea until Spain asked him to help Romano. Spain never asks for anything unless it is at the most important.

"Please let Roma be ok," muttered to himself.

"Here, this should calm you down." Japan passed him some green tea and a small note book.

"Gracias, but what's the book for?"

"Maybe writing what happens can ease your mind." Japan quickly sat down before Spain could ask any more stupid questions.

Today was so scary. Maybe I should write when this all started.

Spain smiled as he fed his pet bull, Toro. "We have a big day today. You get to help carry the tomatoes to the market." The little bull mooed happily. "Finish up, I'll be back after breakfast." Today has just been one of the greatest of his life. The sun was just rising, the birds were singing, it was the first day of harvesting the tomatoes, and he could still make a big breakfast for Romano.

"I did promise three meals a day and naps for Lovi." He smiled as he made a big breakfast, but something was off. "I forgot to ask what Romano wanted to eat! Silly me."

He stopped by the bedroom, but something awful caught his attention. His little Romano was throwing up in the bathroom. As quickly as possible, Spain was by Romano's side, rubbing his back to soothe the pain.

"Lovi, it's going go to be all right! Just let it all out."

Romano kept throwing up last night's dinner. "What did I do to deserve this?" He asked before he gave up the rest of what was left in his stomach. His body started to shake soon after he was done. "Make it stop, 'Toni. Make it stop…." Romano cried in pain.

Spain sat there petting his hair, "It's going to be ok. Everything is going to be ok." Spain picked up his little tomate and brought him back to the bedroom. "Just get some more rest we can pick the tomatoes when you feel better." He kissed Romano on the forehead. For the rest of that day Romano slept his fever off.

Everything went back to normal the next day, or at least what I could see. It was not until a week later he fainted. I was so dumb. I should have known Romano would hide it like he did when we were younger. It happened while we were harvesting the tomatoes. Not only that, Ludwig and Feliciano came over too.

"Stupid, I told you I'm fine!" Romano huffed as he picked some tomatoes off the vines.

"I just worry over my little Lovi. You were just sick last week," Spain picked up the basket to bring inside the house. "Oh, this will make nice pasta sauce for tonight's dinner."

"How many times do I have to tell you, I'm not your 'little Lovi'." Romano used air quotes on his nickname. "I'm not fucking five anymore. Treat me like a grown man!"

"Can I call you Lovi?" Spain gave Romano the puppy dog eyes.

"Do whatever you want. I don't give a rat's ass what you do or call me…." Romano suddenly fell to the ground.

"LOVI," Spain freaked out by seeing his love pass out right before his eyes. He was by his side in no time. "Lovi, wake up, please." None of Spain's pleas were working.

"Antonio, what happened?" Germany asked as he helped bring Romano in the house. He and Italy saw what happened to Romano not too long ago.

"I don't know. We were just talking and he fainted. I should have let him stay inside today. He was just sick last week." Spain started to panic.

Taking hold of the situation, Germany started to bark orders to Italy. "Call China. We need him to check out Romano. Spain, you get him to bed while I look for something to bring down his fever!"

I'm a bad husband. I didn't even know what to. At least Ludwig and Feliciano helped me out. An hour passed before China and Japan could come to help. I guess that's better than nothing.

"So you're telling me he just fainted out of the blue?" China was making some kind of notes on his notepad.

"He threw up last week, but now that I think about it was more than once last week. He said it was nothing at the time. I should have taken better care of him."

This is all my fault…..

"Antonio, can I ask something of you?" China snapped him out of his thoughts. "In private," the others in the room walked into another room in Spain's big house.

"What do you need?"

"I don't know how I'm going to ask this, did you… er... have you and Lovino slept together?"

"Oh of course! Every night we sleep in each other's arms." Spain smiled, "What does that have to do with anything?"

China looked frustrated. "That's not what I mean, aru! Have you and Lovino have sex?"

Spain turned a deep shade of red, "Why do you need to know that?"

"I take that as a yes then. That does explain a lot then."

"I didn't give him a STD did I?"

"No stupid! You two made a life."

"What do you mean by that?" Spain sounded confused.

"Lovino is pregnant." China explained to Spain that male nations can indeed get pregnant when it was time for a new country/ territory was to be found. In a flash Spain passed out.

AN: So I'm writing another Spain and Romano. It's just going to a short story, but it's still going to be cute nonetheless. I want to get out of my writer's block, maybe this will help. Oh forgive for the grammar it's not beta yet.