Netherlands was quite odd, as Romano liked to put it.

He wasn't like the other two. Spain and Belgium. In fact, he was pretty much completely different from those two. The two would always love him, spoil him, show affection.

But not Netherlands. No, not him. He was different.

Romano had always found Netherlands to be intimidating. He always kept his distance from the three.

Even so, Spain and Belgium would always tell Romano that he was a good guy. Nice, romantic even.

Romano didn't really believe them. He had never seen Netherlands act in such a way.

Netherlands was strict and was pretty stingy.

He had know Netherlands for a long time, seeing as how he was living with him in Spain's house. Thought they never really spoken with each other. Romano had only ever talked with Spain and Belgium since those two are the only ones that give him the time of day.

He decided to visit Spain's house for the day. It was then he saw that Belgium and Netherlands had decided to come visit as well. Belgium decided to visit, Netherlands was more in the lines of dragged along.

Spain and Belgium left the room to get the four some snacks, leaving Romano alone with Netherlands.

The two only sat in silence for most part.

Netherlands sat on the couch, reading a book while Romano sat across from him. Looking over at him as he read.

Romano's staring eventually caught Netherlands' attention. He closed his book and looked over at the Italian. "Hmm?" He grunted. "Something you want to talk about?"

Romano was stricken back a bit. Since when was Netherlands always so intimidating? Romantic his ass.

"O-Oh..." Romano stuttered, trying to figure out his words before speaking again. "I-It's just that we haven't spoken much, have we? Spain and Belgium always say good things about, but..." He trailed off, looking to the side. How was he to continue? He didn't mean anything bad about what he was trying to say. Most people would always think Romano was a bad person, but he wasn't really. He cared for people, he just has a hard time showing it. He knew Spain and Belgium understood that, but he didn't know much about Netherlands aside from what he was told.

"I see," Netherlands replied.

Silence. Neither of them were speaking now.

Romano looked at Netherlands, it looked as if he was in deep thought. He was debating on whether he should say something or not. But before he could say anything, Netherlands spoke.

"Most people don't understand," he said in his low voice. "Some do, but not many."

Romano stared. Was he saying that people didn't really understand him? Probably. He could relate to that. Netherlands continued.

"I'm not bad, just seem like it. Misunderstanding is all. And you?"

"Huh?"

"Same to you, right?"

"Same?"

"People don't understand." Netherlands looked down as he spoke. He had some softness in his usually rough voice. "You good guy, I know. Just doesn't show much. But I know. Same, right?"

Same...

Romano looked at Netherlands for a few moments before laughing softly. Netherlands looked up to stare at Romano, a bit confused as to why he was laughing.

"You're right," Romano replied, smiling softly. "You're right, there are people who don't really understand. But, you do. I can see now why Spain and Belgium would always say how kind you are. It's because they're right. They're the only few people who can truly understand."

Netherlands smiled and nodded. "Yes, they understand."

If some told Romano that he and Netherlands were near the same, he would have laughed in their face.

But, he wasn't really laughing that he and Netherlands were the same. In fact, he was almost happy that he was.

Netherlands was always hard to read. So strict and stingy. He never believed that he was actually a nice guy like Belgium and Spain would always say. He never really thought they were being serious about it since they would always say nice things. They were very kind people. But it was hard to relate to them.

Netherlands was stingy, yet he knew that.

Romano was a brat, and he knew that.

But there was more to them then just that, but people never seem to understand that. Not even Feliciano, he's own brother, understood that. He was always favored by everyone, so he would never understand.

"We're back~!"

Two cheerful voice ca,e from the kitchen door. Spain and Belgium placed the plate of food and drinks down on the table.

"Sorry it took too long, didn't think making food for four people would be harder than I thought," Spain said as he rubbed the back of his neck. "So anyway, lets eat!"

Belgium handed a plate of food to Romano, giving of her cat-like smile. "Did you chat with my brother while we were busy, Romano?" She asked. "He's really a kind person in heart!"

Romano looked at her for a few seconds before looking at Netherlands, who looked at him for a brief moment before to his drink. "Yeah," Romano said softly. "He really is."

Both nation smiled as they ate

Not many people understood them.

But they did and were happy for it.