Yami Ryo: Thanks to everyone that reviewed!
Warning: yaoi, romantic crap, human names, and Romano! Cause he needs a warning by himself...
Pairing: Romerica! Cause Romerica = Romance! Romano(South Italy)/America(Alfred Jones)
Summary: I can imagine these two falling in love over food.
Disclaimer: Yami Ryo does not own Hetalia. If she did she would own a movie theater that shows strictly anime. How awesome would that be?
Chapter One: You Cook? !
Romano huffed grumbling angrily to himself as he drove up to Alfred's two story house. He could not believe his stupid brother had him going all the way to America's house for some shitty paperwork. He was going to be furious if the American was not home, he drove all the way to bum-fuck MAINE Alfred had better be home. Pulling up to the house Romano was surprised to find that the house was actually a very cozy looking cottage with vines and flowers growing all around butterflies and birds flitting about. He parked picked up his briefcase exiting the car. He paused for a moment to breath in the fresh sweet air leaving him feeling a little calmer than before.
Romano walked up to the little cottage and knocked on the door. He could hear someone moving inside before the door opened to reveal a short gray alien with long limbs and wide red eyes. Romano stared in disbelief for a moment.
"What the fuck do you want?" The thing demanded. That snapped Romano right out of staring and into glaring.
"I'm here to see America fucker." Romano snapped angrily. The alien shrugged and motioned for him to follow.
"Alfred is in the kitchen. Don't get in his way dumb-shit." The alien ordered. Romano rolled his eyes.
"I won't shit-stain." Romano huffed. The alien nodded as the got closer to a doorway with the sounds of someone moving around and humming floating from it. The alien pointed at the doorway but continued on. Romano raised an eyebrow and looked into the doorway only for him to swallow his tongue and his heart to race at the sight inside.
Alfred was flitting about the kitchen smiling softly, dancing, and humming to himself as he gathered ingredients and put them into a pot. Though that is not what caused Romano's reaction. Alfred wore a tight off the shoulder midriff red shirt showing off a nice slender back and narrow shoulders with golden silky skin, a cute lacy white apron with tied into a large bow at the back, a pair of tight blue jean shorts that showed off his ass and gorgeous legs just right, and lace up sandals that showed off rather cute feet. Romano had no idea before that Alfred was such a beauty! He could not help but wonder why he wore such awful clothes if he had such a nice body. He unconsciously stepped forward his shoe making noise on the tile floor.
"Who was it at the door Tony?" Alfred asked turning around with a bright smile before it turned into surprise. "Oh, Romano! What's up?" It took Romano a moment to remember how to talk.
"Feliciano asked me to bring you some forms he forgot." Romano managed to say without making a fool of himself.
"Oh! Well okay. Would you like to join Tony and me for dinner? I've made beef stew." Alfred offered with a warm smile. Romano sniffed the air and his mouth began to water at the delicious smell.
"I thought you only ate that burger crap." Romano remarked suspiciously. Alfred grinned and shook his head.
"I only do that to piss off Arthur." Alfred told him with a laugh before frowning and quickly smiling."Well, that and I don't always have the time or energy to cook." He amended. Romano shook his head and stepped further into the kitchen the delicious smell getting stronger.
"I could stay and maybe try some." Romano replied voice sounding reluctant despite his stomaches loud rumble, Alfred laughed.
"Have a seat." Alfred invited walking over to the doorway. "Tony! Dinner's ready!" Alfred called before heading over to the cupboard and pulling down three bowls, he placed them on the counter near the stove and pulled three spoons from the drawer. Romano sat at the round table and Tony walked in taking a seat at the table, they only had to wait for a few moments before a hearty bowl of beef stew was placed in front of each of them and Alfred had sat down with his own bowl.
"Thanks Al." Tony said digging in. Romano mumbled his own thanks before taking a cautious bite. His eyes widened for a moment before he began to eat the food in earnest.
When someone cooks you can tell a lot about that person by the way it tastes. You can tell a lot about the kind of person they are. As Romano savored his food he could taste many things, but what he really tasted...what made him want every last bit of this meal was the taste of Alfred's heart. Romano had never tasted something like it. He could almost feel it...kindness, warmth, hope, happiness, naivety, a little sorrow buried deep, there was a bit of self-righteousness, lots of confidence, but most of all inside that oddly delicious food he could feel love...such love. Romano felt tears prickle the back of his throat but he swallowed it with the stew. Before he even realized it the wonderful stew was gone and Romano felt disappointed.
"Done already Romano?" Alfred asked his voice surprised as it called Romano from his melancholy. Romano looked up and nodded.
"Do you have more?" Romano asked trying not to sound too hopeful. Alfred beamed at him with such joy it caused his heart to skip.
"Of course I have more!" Alfred said excitedly grabbing his bowl and moving to fill it up again. "I'm so glad you like it! Y'know if you want I can cook for you more often! Would you mind trying some of my newer recipes now and then?" Alfred asked eagerly bringing the bowl back and placing it in front of Romano who dug in quickly.
"Why doesn't Tony test them?" Romano asked between bites. Alfred pouted adorably causing Romano's face to heat up a little.
"Cause he's a party-pooper and only eats specific meals." Alfred complained. Romano seriously considered Alfred's offer, he did like trying new recipes and if Alfred's cooking was always so good he would probably almost never have to cook for himself again. Romano nodded coming to a decision.
"Fine. You cook for me from now on." Romano decided. Alfred frowned in confusion.
"I can't every day cause we live pretty far apart." Alfred pointed out innocently. Romano rolled his eyes.
"Then each month we'll live at each others house." Romano said flatly finishing off his second bowl. "More please." Alfred smiled widely and skipped away with his bowl to fill it again.
"But shouldn't we ask our bosses first?" Alfred asked walking back over and placing the bowl down in font of Romano.
"More." Tony demanded interrupting their conversation. Alfred smiled and picked up his bowl going over to refill it. As soon as Alfred turned around Tony glared heatedly at Romano who just glared back unwilling to back down.
"I don't think our bosses will mind. We have Internet now. They can always email or fax anything important we need." Romano assured Alfred not breaking the staring match going on. They both looked away at the same time when Alfred put Tony's bowl in front of him. Alfred sat down and finished off his own food thoughtfully.
"Yeah I guess so but what about you Tony?" Alfred questioned in concern for his best friend as he got up to refill his own bowl. Tony sighed.
"I would be fine on my own but you had better call every day." Tony warned eating his own food. Alfred beamed at the two of them.
"Well, okay then I'll talk to my boss about it after dinner." Alfred told them happily. The two nodded returning to their stews and wolfing them down. Alfred felt a bubbly happiness in his belly seeing them enjoy his food so much. He really did love cooking for others, especially if it was so liked. This would be great!
TBC...
Yami Ryo: I imagine Romano would be lazy enough to want someone else to cook for him and Alfred is someone that seeks praise even if it's silent so...