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Check Yes, Romano.
Chapter Tres: Detention.
Antonio Carriedo, the personification of the country Spain, was a good man; as far as personified countries go anyway. With that in mind, everyone has a weakness. It could be something simple or something complex, either way, everyone has something that makes them lose control.
It was becoming evident to Antonio that his weakness, was in fact, Romano.
Antonio knew, that even as nations, relationships were a touchy subject. With that in mind, he decided that maybe, just maybe, he could have a remotely normal relationship with Romano.
The next day in Spanish class, Mr. Carriedo was ready to finish up the first part of the project and move onto the second part. A project that he came up with just to get himself closer to the angry little Italian who's presence haunted his fantasies.
As class settled in he noticed that everyone had already paired off into their respective groups, leaving Romano to stand awkwardly next to his desk.
"Romano! Sit down and let us get things started, shall we?" Mr. Carriedo motioned towards the seat that was already next to his desk.
"Fine," Romano spat, as he sat down in the seat.
"Bueno. Okay, so have you come up with your five words to describe me yet?" Mr. Carriedo asked, curiosity evident in his voice.
"Yeah, but you tell me yours first."
Mr. Carriedo sighed and grabbed a piece of paper on his desk.
"Impaciente(impatient), tomate(tomato), apasionado(passionate), solo(lonely), and bonito(beautiful). Now may I hear yours, Romano?" Mr. Carriedo asked.
Romano's face was flushed red. He was shocked that his teacher had indeed called him beautiful. He shook his head, as if trying to erase his blush.
"What the hell? I'm not a tomato, bastard!" the Italian raised his voice as loud as he could while remaining unnoticed by the other students.
Mr. Carriedo chuckled at Romano's frustration.
"Whenever you get angry, embarrassed, or you blush, you turn red, like a tomato. But don't worry Romano, I like tomatoes," Mr. Carriedo explained. "Oh and since you have been warned to watch you're language previously I will have to give you a detention, after school today; with me."
Romano's jaw dropped slightly and his face got redder. "It's you're fault! You didn't have to say those things about me!"
"Oh but, the assignment was clearly to come up with five words that, in you're opinion, describe your partner. I did just that. Now tell me your words, Romano.
"Perezoso(lazy) and generoso(caring) are all I have. Maybe I'll come up with something else when I'm stuck with you later," Romano said.
Mr. Carriedo smiled, even though Romano wasn't finished yet, he had managed to get something nice out of the Italian.
"I'm going to go tell Feliciano to go home without me today," Romano stood and walked towards his brother.
"Vee~ Romano!" Feliciano exclaimed when he realized that his brother was standing next to him.
"Feliciano, I need you to either walk home or get a ride from someone else. I got a detention because of that damn bastard," Romano pointed at Mr. Carriedo, who was now helping another student.
"Okay, Romano! Hey Ludwig, can you give me a ride today?" Feliciano asked, poking the German next to him. "Sure Feli, whatever you need," Ludwig smiled at the nicer of the Italy brothers.
Romano walked back up to Mr. Carriedo's desk and sat back down in his seat.
The rest of the hour was spent with him trying to come up with words to describe his teacher. The only thing coming to Romano's mind, however was how attractive the man was.
The bell rang and the students left the room, leaving Romano and Mr. Carriedo alone for an hour.
"Am I the only one in here?" Romano asked, somewhat shocked that no one else was in detention with him.
"I usually don't give detentions, Romano. You're only here because you didn't listen to me yesterday, and because I thought you could use this time to come up with your words," Mr. Carriedo winked at Romano before he began cleaning up the room.
Romano's blush returned, "well, I came up with the words, if I tell you, can I leave?"
"Depends on the words, but go ahead," Mr. Carriedo sat on the side of his desk that was closest to Romano.
"Simpatico(nice) and amistoso(friendly). There, finished," Romano stood and gathered his things but was stopped by Mr. Carriedo grabbing his wrist.
"The assignment was five words, Romano," Mr. Carriedo didn't let go of Romano's arm.
"I have another one, I just don't want to tell you," Romano blushed and looked away from the older man.
Mr. Carriedo glanced at the door, upon finding it shut he pulled Romano closer. "Tell me."
"C-caliente," Romano whispered, his voice shaky.
Mr. Carriedo smirked and placed his hands on Romano's cheeks, making the Italian face him fully. He then pulled Romano into a soft kiss. After a few seconds of no resopnse from Romano he went to pull away, only to be met with Romano's hands in his hair pulling him closer.
"Mr. Carriedo," Romano said breathlessly when they finally pulled away.
"Call me Antonio," Mr. Carriedo said, kissing Romano on the cheek.
"Antonio," Romano said. "I love detention."
To Be Continued.. ^_^