Here it is...Part two of my Hetalia 100 oneshots...about fucking time if I do say so myself xD...I have kinda cheated a little bit, I'm having trouble with using only 100 words and actually creating good stories so I have decided that the limit for these oneshots is that they can't exceed a page in my note book...It's fun to cheat :D Also some of these do mention MPreg so if you do not enjoy that I am kinda sorta sorry I mentioned it lol
Disclaimer-I OWN NOTHING...I AM POOR!
Theme #6 Baby-Spamano
Lovino sat on his bedroom floor, pictures spread out all around him. The pictures were a discover he had made while he was snooping, his version of cleaning, through the Bastard's closet. Lovino quickly became engulfed in the pictures, forgetting the world around him, letting Antonio to slip in the room and peer over the Italian's shoulder unnoticed.
"Ahh, Me tomate estuvo muy lindo bebe."
"I wasn't cute, you fucker!" Lovino screamed, his face bright red.
"Te amo, tambien."
"Tsk, I guess I love you." Lovino pouted.
"Gracias mi Enamorado." Spain leaned down and kissed the Italian lightly. He straightened back up and turned to leave the room.
"I'm going to go cook dinner, clean up the pictures, por favor." Antonio paused. "You're still very cute, Lovi."
"I"M NOT CUTE!"
Theme #54 Ring-Spamano
Silence was all that could be heard inside of the house as Antonio paced outside the bathroom door. After a few stressful minutes, the door flew opened as Lovino stormed out.
"What's the verdict, Enamorado?"
The Italian stomped over to Antonio and slammed his head down onto the older nation's chest and let out a muffled reply.
"What did you say, Lovi?"
"I said I want a damn diamond ring, and not one of those cheapo maybe it's real, maybe it's not rings! It better be fucking huge!"
"Wha?"
"Because if I'm having your kid, you better fucking marry me, you goddamn bastard!"
"Whatever you say, Tomate."
Theme #52 Marriage-Spamano (Takes place after Ring)
The room was quiet as Antonio and Lovino stood at the alter, reciting those sacred phrases in front of their family and friends.\
As Antonio spoke the loving, binding words that so many lovers before him have spoken, Lovino couldn't help but smile at his tomato bastard. The smile grew slightly bigger as his left hand was lifted and Antonio slipped a gold ring onto Lovino's ring finger, letting it rest next to the diamond engagement ring.
When it was the Italian's turn, he stumbled over the words, face beet red. He almost dropped the matching gold ring twice as he pushed it onto Antonio's finger. The Spaniard chuckled at Lovino's nervousness the whole time.
At the the end of the ceremony, Antonio leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Lovino's lips. He placed his left hand on top of the younger nation's slightly swollen midsection. Lovino rested his own left hand on top of Antonio's.
"Not even death could part us, Te amo, Lovi."
"Shut the fuck up, you sentimental ass...I love you too."
Theme #21 Blood-Spamano
Romano crouched by the door. Spain should be arriving home any minute now and Romano was excited to give the bastard his usual welcome home headbutt. The fucker had been away for almost three weeks now and Romano was itching to see him again. Not that he missed Spain, he just didn't like making his own meals and cleaning up after himself. He never missed Spain when he went away...ok maybe just a little bit but only because the older nation was one of the few people who actually seemed to want to, and enjoys, talking to Romano.
The door knob turned, breaking the little nation from his thoughts, as the Spaniard walked through the door. Romano leaped up and ran at Spain but quickly stopped in mid-headbutt when he saw Spain. Spain, his Antonio, was covered in blood.
Romano rapidly closed the distance between them and did something he has rarely ever done, let alone done recently. He gently wrapped his arms around Spain's waist and buried his head into the older nation's chest.
"What the hell happened to you, you son of a bitch?" Romano choked out.
Antonio patted his tomato's head and whispered.
"Nothing. I'm fine, Enamorado, everything is fine. No one will take you away from me,ever."
Theme #42 Bull-Spamano
"What the fuck are you wearing?"
Spain looked at Romano and then down at his clothes.
"Whatever do you mean, Enamorado?"
"Why are you wearing all white and what the fuck is that red thing around your neck? You look like a fucking dumb ass!"
"Ahh, Lovi, today is the Running of the Bulls. You know the day in Espana where a lot of my people wear all white and a little bit of red to attract the bulls and then we run from them."
"You are going to be running away from a bunch of giant ass bulls?"
"Si, Enamorado."
"You're going to get yourself killed."
"Only if I run too slow."
"Tonto bastardo."
"Did you just speak Espanol?"
"Hell No! Shut up! I hate you!"
