Hey! Beyond here! I get to write Spamano. :3333. I'll get on with it.

Disclaimer: WE DON'T OWN HETALIA, RIGHT DAVE? Dave: *Nod, snap and point*

"It's cold, tomato jerk! Let me go inside!" Romano whined, sitting on a bench, getting his ice skates on.

"But it's fun, Roma! I'm sure you'll love it, even if it's cold!" Spain replied cheerfully and doing some flawless spins. (LOL I MADE SPAIN GREAT AT ICE SKATING EVEN THOUGH HE'D PROBABLY BE TERRIBLE BEACAUSE, FOR ALL I KNOW, ITS WARM IN SPAIN.)

Mumbling that he hated the name, Romano finally got his ice skates on. Seeing that he had them on, Spain skated over to him, smiling like an idiot. He grabbed him by the hands and forced him onto the ice.

"Roma, would you like to dance?~" Spain asked, eyes gleaming.

"No."

"Why not?"

"WHO WOULD EVER WANT TO DANCE WITH YOU?" (AN- *Raises hand* ._.)

"But Roma!"

"But nothing! And I hate that name! Call me Romano, dang it!"

Deciding he didn't care, Spain grabbed a random rose out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, and grabbed Romano by the arms.

Skating on the ice in fluid movements, and pretty much dragging Romano, Spain had managed to do a makeshift Spanish dance. It was nearly the end of it, though. Spain smiled mischievously and started spinning Romano a mile a second.

"Tomato jerk, I'm getting dizzy, dang it!"

Not caring, Spain just kept spinning him. Then, after about 20 seconds, Spain lifted him off the ice, bridal style, and then spun with him, then stuck a pose.

"Oelai!" Spain said over the rose in his mouth. (Sorry if this is wrong. Please don't kill meee T-T)

Looking down at the small man in his arms, Spain spit the rose out and planted his lips onto his. Romano was frozen for a few seconds before realizing what had happened. He would never admit it, but he kissed the Spaniard back.