I´m sorry if the earlier chapter not was so good, I was in a hurry when I wrote it
I don't know if this chapter is any better… but you just have to deal with that XD
I think it will be one or two more chapters after this one.
Enjoy the story~

I didn't want those thoughts but I couldn't ignore it. That little boy, Sealand, could exist. He was not important at all, he had almost no real inhabitants. His country was a fucking oil-platform. And he was not close to disappearing… Neither was Nazi-Prussia, he had no inhabitants, no country, he just was there, not close to disappearing. It sure was some people that still would call themselves Prussians or some shit like that, but that was not…
I stopped my own thoughts. Sealand had inhabitants, there was some people who called themselves "Sealanders", same like there was a few "Prussians" and "Ladonians*" and all other shitty mini nations.
So they could still exist. But no one would say that they lived in Rome, therefor old Rome was dead.

"We are nothing without our people"
I don't remember who the hell said that, but it seems like it was true.
Which means… It´s not only on the fucking map I am disappearing, my people call themselves Italians and that goes to my brother, no one says that they live in Romano.
It was the worst fucking feeling ever.
Worse than see Spain liking fratello more, worse than fratello dating a Nazi, worse than when Rome disappeared, worse than anything…
I had no people left, even they had forgotten me, no one would have to change nationality if I died, cause they had already changed.
That made me feel more lonely than I ever had before. It was like I was alone in a big black room and no matter how loud I would scream it wouldn't be a single fucking person there to hear me.
But my boss… maybe he was the only one… maybe he was the only fucking reason I still existed.
But one person apparently isn't enough for a country.
"We are nothing without our people, a human can live alone, but a nation cant, when we are all alone without any people or land left, we disappear"

A knock on the door woke me from my thoughts. I had been standing there much longer than what I thought.
"Roma, I forget my jacket, can you open?"
Damn! It was tomato-bastard, I turned around and saw his jacket hanging over a chair in the hall.
"W-wait!" I tried to calm down, not show how I was breaking apart inside. Or rather disappearing. I quickly grabbed his jacket and unlocked the door, planning to just throw it in his face and then close the door again. But that didn't really work, he pressed himself in as fast as I unlocked the door and, let´s just fucking face it, he´s way stronger than me I had no chance.
"Wh-what the fuck are you doing!?" I looked away from him, I probably didn't look so good.
The fact I just had realized was not nice enough to leave me.
`No inhabitants, no people, we are nothing without our people, disappearing`
It wouldn't leave my mind. And Spain staring at me didn't really fucking help at all.
"You are not ok Roma, now you tell me what that is wrong"
Crap, he sounded dead serious, his voice told me that I wouldn't be able to escape without explaining now. But it was worth a try.
"Noting is fucking wrong, just go"

He didn't look like he believed me, he looked more like you do when you know someone is lying and you are just waiting for them to realize that you know and tell the truth.
But in hell I would tell the truth!
"Roma…" He mumbled and shook his head.
Don't sound so fucking disappointed! I just don't want to tell, is it so weird!?
He grabbed my shoulder and pressed me against the wall. I was completely surprised and had no chance to fight. With my back to the wall I had no choice but look at him.
Damn his eyes was so green.
"Why won´t you understand that I just care for you, I love you Roma, can´t you see that!?"
He sounded frustrated.
"If you keep lying I will just stay here and wait until I find out what that is wrong with you by myself!"
He shook my shoulders, trying to make me speak. But I said nothing, my voice wouldn't bear to talk anyways. The look on his face was frustrated, sad, angry, worried…
"I am fine bastard.." I mumbled
He looked straight in my eyes.
"No, I´ve known you since you was a kid and I loved you then, I saw you grow up, I started love you as an adult, I know you aren't fine"
Wait…the way he said "love" he made it sound like he loved me more than as a friend or brother. But that could not be fucking true.
At the same time, I was going to disappear, it didn't really matter so much what I did anymore.
He was standing really close, his face only a few inches from mine.
Then I don't know what I did or why I did it, but I straightened up and looked in his eyes. They made me lost a moment, I couldn't really remember what the fuck I was doing, but then I did.
And I kissed him.
It was quick and over in a second. I had planned to run away when he let go of me by surprise but I didn't.
He stared at me with those green eyes and a smile lit up his face. Without me being able to do a thing he leaned down and softly kissed my lips.
I stood still and enjoyed the feeling of his lips against mine. It was warm and soft.

When he slowly pulled away a little, still almost touching my nose with his I could feeö how I blushed a little.
"Roma?..." His voice was now embossed with happiness rather than worry.
"Shut up bastard" I mumbled and looked down.
He smiled big and pulled me to a hug.
"I love you Roma"
I didn't answer to that, but I wrapped my arms around him. He placed his chin on my shoulder holding me as close as it is possible.
I have no fucking idea for how long we stood there but I could have stayed like that forever.
Though tomato-bastard pulled away way too soon and looked at me, like a child on Christmas.

My stomach choosed just that moment to make a fucking dying-whale-noise.
"Are you hungry Roma, come on i´ll make some food"
He laughed silently and dragged me to our kitchen.
At least it seems like he had forget about making me tell what was wrong.
I did nothing to help him with cooking, I just sat there on a chair and watched him quickly make some sandwiches.
I looked up at the watch and realized how fucking late it was. When the hell had all that time passed!?
"Here you go Roma"
He handed me two of the sandwiches and took the chance to plant a kiss on my head. I didn't complain.

After we had finished eating, which took a much longer fucking time than it usually should have, I yawned and realized how tired I was.
Seriously? I had been sleeping for two fucking days and I was still tired. Of course tomato-bastard noticed.
He seemed to believe that I just had a normal cold or something, so he practically forced me to go to bed. I was seriously too tired to argue.
Seriously why was I so tired?... oh right, that fucking disappearing thing. For a little time I had forget about it. Now as I laid down in my bed it all came back.
No people
Alone

The darkness threatened with swallowing me again, then tomato-bastard who still was in the room spoke again.
"Roma, its rainy outside, can I sleep here tonight? With you?" He looked a little nervous.
I would usually tell him to get the fuck out, but he kept the thoughts away, and I wanted him here.
"Yeah, sure bastard..." I mumbled and moved a little, making place for him in my bed.
He didn't hesitate more than a second before I could feel him lay down next to me and cuddle up against me.
I was actually really fucking tired, so it didn't take long for me to fall asleep curled up to his chest.

Thanks for reading^^
* Ladonians: What I decided to call the inhabitants of the small "micronation" Ladonia, in Sweden, seriously go read about it, it´s really funny; Someone occupied a little place in Sweden and they have inhabitants (anyone can join over internet) and a national anthem (the sound of a rock that throws into water) and they have declared war against Sweden (no one took that seriously).