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He's Mine
"Hey Romano," Turkey said as he sat by the Italian.
Romano grumbled and turned around, "Go away."
"I just wanted to talk," Turkey insisted, scooting closer. Romano turned and glared at the older boy. Every day for the past few weeks Turkey was trying to find ways to talk to him. Romano really didn't like people and the Turk was starting to get on his nerves.
"Well I don't want to, so leave me alone!" Romano looked up at the clock, begging time to go faster so he could leave. Turkey kept talking, ignoring Romano's glares, and Romano just decided to tune him out and ignore him. The only class he didn't have with Spain, who would talk his ear off every day, was the class where Turkey took the liberty of taking over Spain's job. Romano didn't know anyone in this class but it didn't bother him. He didn't talk to the others and they left him alone, until Turkey started talking to him. Thankfully it was one of the only classes they had together, but that just meant that Turkey tried to be with Romano as much as possible, because usually Spain would take up his time.
The bell rang, dismissing the students, and Romano bolted towards the door. Turkey called after him but he kept going and didn't turn around. He hurried down the stairs and through the cafeteria doors. He was one of the first kids there, as usual, due to him trying to get away from Turkey. He walked over to his empty lunch table and waited for Spain.
More kids began to flood into the cafeteria. Romano kept looking around for Turkey and Spain. Prussia and France showed up to the lunch table but there was still no sign of Spain. He had been at school earlier, so why wasn't he here now? Romano kept watching the doors but everyone had shown up. He hadn't seen Spain walk in and he couldn't see him as he scanned the lunch room. He was never late to lunch and usually walked in with Prussia and France. He turned to ask them but decided against it. He didn't want to seem worried, because he wasn't. He just wanted to know where Spain was and why he was late.
"Hola Romano!"
Romano about jumped out of his skin. He twisted around quickly and saw Spain standing behind him. He took his usual seat beside him and looked around, "Are you looking for someone?"
"What do you think you're doing? You don't come up behind someone and scare them like that! Where were you? What to you so long? You're always on time to lunch," Romano yelled at him.
Spain smiled and held up his hands, "Lo siento, I had to ask the teacher a question. Why did you miss me? Were you looking for me?"
Romano turned away and grumbled, "No, I just-" he looked around. Spain had taken out his lunch box and Romano stole his sandwich, "I was just hungry!"
Spain watched as Romano took his lunch, "Then why don't you get in the lunch line? And why do you always steal my lunch? Why not your brother's lunch or something?"
"Because I don't feel like getting in the lunch line, the food here sucks! And my brother is a pig! He never has any leftover food and then if he doesn't eat all his food, he whines all the time."
Spain laughed, "Oh, so you like my food?"
"I didn't say that… but yeah, I guess it taste better than the crap they serve here." The rest of lunch went by the same as usual; Spain talked to Romano, France, and Prussia, Romano watched as Spain and his friends acted like idiots, and he continued to steal Spain's lunch.
"Hey, Romano, I found you!"
Romano froze as he recognized the voice. His eyes grew wide and he was tempted to turn around, but he decided to stay still.
"Go away," he mumbled angrily.
"Aw, c'mon. You ran away so quickly after class I didn't get to finish telling you my story." Turkey sat down next to Romano who tensed up. Spain looked over at Turkey, confused, then he looked at Romano and noticed how tense and angry he looked.
"What are you doing here Turkey?" Spain glared at the Turk, feeling annoyed by his presence.
"I came to talk to my buddy, Romano," Turkey lifted his hand to pat Romano's back.
Spain slapped his hand away, "Don't touch him!" Both Turkey and Romano were surprised by Spain's little outburst. Even Spain himself was a little shocked.
Turkey narrowed his eyes and glared at Spain, "What?"
Spain stuttered, "I-I uh.." He looked at Romano who was just staring at him. He tried hard to hold back his blush of embarrassment. He usually never yelled or raised his voice and so now he struggled for words on how to explain his actions. He looked from Romano to Turkey again and cleared his throat. "I said don't touch him," he said more strongly. He noticed that Prussia and France had gone quiet as they watched.
"And why can't I?" Turkey responded, trying to stare down Spain.
"Because I said so!" The words had slipped off his tongue before he even thought about it. Now he searched desperately trying to find more courage and a better answer. "A-And because he wants you to leave him alone. Didn't you hear him when he told you to go away?"
"Oh? Because you said so? Since when did you become the boss of him?" Turkey scoffed.
Romano was watching both of the boys as they argued. He watched as Spain struggled for words and as Turkey threw back remarks.
Spain stood up in frustration. "I'm not saying I'm the boss of him, I'm just telling you to back off and leave him alone!" he warned. He didn't know where any of this was coming from but he just felt the need to tell the Turk to go away; he didn't want him anywhere near Romano.
Turkey stood up as well. He was taller than Spain and stared down at him, but Spain glared up at him, determined not to look scared. "Well if you aren't the boss of him then I don't have to listen to you. He's my friend too!" Romano and Spain both stared at him. Romano looked annoyed. He had never considered him as a friend and never would. Spain looked angry. He had never really liked Turkey and now he was trying to talk to Romano, his Romano.
"No he isn't! He's mine!" He caught himself as he realized he had called Romano his again, but this time it was out loud. He sounded somewhat childish, but there was more anger in his voice than there would be in a child's. His cheeks started to turn as red as one of his beloved tomatoes as he realized that almost everyone was silent as they watched and that they had heard him call Romano his.
Romano looked at Spain, shocked by his reply. His gaze traveled from boy to boy, trying to take in the situation. Were they fighting over him? He froze as the question hung in his mind. No one had ever wanted him, let alone fought over him. Usually people tried to avoid him at all costs. So then why were Spain and Turkey arguing over his friendship? He felt embarrassed as he noticed more people going quiet as they turned to see what was going on. He wished both of them would shut up. Then again, he also felt somewhat flattered. Years of not being wanted then suddenly having two people fighting over him made his heart flutter.
He mentally slapped himself. What? What was he thinking? He didn't feel flattered and his heart didn't flutter. He pushed all those mushy feelings aside and focused on how both boys were embarrassing him in front of the whole lunch room. He wished they would just stop! Turkey was not- and never would be- his friend; Spain was the only friend he had.
"Wow, possessive, aren't we?" Turkey said in a slightly amused voice. He smiled as he saw how flustered Spain was getting about the argument. He watched as the Spaniard's cheeks continued to grow a deep shade of red and how he tried to keep searching for words in desperation. "Do you have a little crush on him, is that it?" Turkey teased.
Spain thought he would die if this kept up. His heart was pounding so hard in his chest he thought it might break through. He felt his cheeks on fire as Turkey teased him with his last sentence. "No, Romano is just my friend. And I'm not possessive, I just- You need to just go away!" Spain yelled the last part and the whole lunch room heard him. Whispers could be heard though out the students. Romano's cheeks blazed bright red but he tried not to show how embarrassed he actually was. The boys were still standing over Romano, nose to nose.
They didn't seem to notice how quiet the cafeteria had gotten or how just about everyone was looking at them until Turkey looked around. He glared at Spain one last time, "Fine, have it your way. I'll leave." He gave Spain a mean smirk as he turned around.
Spain just stood there, shocked, as he watched Turkey walk away. Why did he just give up like that? He sat down next to Romano, confused. Everyone was staring to turn around and continue with their own conversations, upset that an actual fight didn't break out and a bit confused about what was going on.
"What was that?!" Romano demanded. His cheeks were tinted a light pink now as he pushed his embarrassment aside but his voice had its usual scorn.
"I uh- I actually don't know," Spain mumbled quietly. He kept his head down as Romano glared at him. He was glad that Turkey had left, but had he said too much in the process of trying to get him to leave? And what about what Turkey had said? Would Romano think he was joking or that he was being serious? He hadn't said anything to Romano yet because he was scared. Scared that Romano wouldn't want to be his friend anymore, scared that he would hate him. He had known Romano long enough to know that he didn't like to give much thought about his feelings, and so in order to stay as his friend, Spain just pushed his own feelings aside.
He kept his head down, he was too afraid to look up and meet Romano's eyes. He sounded mad at him. He always yelled, but he could understand why Romano was mad now. He had said too much and he would regret it. Now Romano wouldn't want to be near him anymore and he would lose his friend. He just didn't want Turkey around, especially around Romano. Spain hated Turkey because he always caused trouble. Maybe he was being possessive, but he wasn't trying to be, he just didn't like how Turkey hanging around Romano and acting like his friend when clearly he wasn't.
Romano was silently fuming as they both sat there. He was glad Turkey was gone but he was still mad that both of them had mortified him in the middle of the cafeteria. He was trying to let his anger take over so he wouldn't have to deal with his other feelings. Even if Spain was being possessive he told himself he really didn't mind as long as other annoying bastards like Turkey didn't bother him anymore. He didn't want to admit it, but he had thought of Spain as his own at one point in time. He knew it was ridiculous, which is why he tried not to think about it. He knew Spain had a lot more friends, but Romano thought about how they sat together at lunch or how Spain always wanted to sit and talk to him in class. Maybe Spain really was his more than he knew.
The only thing that stopped his train of thought was what Turkey had said. Was he teasing about Spain's crush, or was he being serious? At first, it seemed that Turkey was just making fun of Spain for being possessive about him, but as he thought about it, it made more sense. Maybe that was why Spain always wanted to sit by him, or always wanted to talk to him. Romano's cheeks grew dark as the thoughts swirled in his head. He didn't want to think about it anymore. Spain was his friend, and only his friend, nothing else! He didn't want to deal with any mushy feelings, whether they were actually there or if he had imagined them. He just decided to ignore it all and pretend like it wasn't there, because if he ignored it enough, maybe it would actually go away.
"Thank you…" Romano said quietly.
"What?" Spain looked up at Romano who had his arms crosses and was staring at the lunch table.
"I said thank you dammit!" Romano grumbled a little louder. Spain smiled; maybe Romano wasn't as mad at him as he thought. Maybe things would work out and be fine.
"You're welcome."
A/N: So Here's another chapter! I like this one a lot more than the last one, especially because it has Spain and Romano! I know in the story, nobody likes Turkey, but in real life, I love him! (which is why I put him in this story hah) I love when Spain and Romano are a couple, but I also love when Romano tries to deny it, so I just had to throw that in this story. Anyway, thanks for reading hope you enjoyed! Reviews are loved :)
