Romano woke up, his eyes blinking. It was still raining. He wasn't if it was a thunderstorm or not. Yep it was. There was the flash of light from lighting. Romano winced as thunder cracked outside. It was then that he realized that Spain was with him. His arms were wrapped around Romano so he couldn't get up much.
"Damn bastard." Romano growled under his breath. he moved around violently, trying to get free. "España." he hissed lightly, obviously still a bit ashamed and also a bit pissed off. Spain opened his eyes at the noise and found Romano glaring at him. 'I'm guessing he's still a bit mad at himself... and me for some reason... maybe it was because I startled him into doing this... he has to know this wasn't his fault!' Spain smiled at him and lightly kissed his nose before sitting up and stretching. Spain had taken off his shirt before he came in here, one, because he was cold, and two... he was hoping that would make Romano feel a little better, maybe...
"Did you sleep well Lovi?~" Spain asked smiling happily, the pain from the scratches gone. Romano let out a short grunt, turning his head.
"Yeah." His ears flicked. Spain smiled and turned to face him.
"That's good~" He said as he kissed Romano lovingly on the lips. Romano purred lightly as he turned my head away. He lay against Spain side, his tail flicking sadly. Noticing this, Spain sighed. "You still upset Lovi? I'm not mad at you." Romano shook his head lightly.
"I'm not upset. I just woke up." He said simply, his cheeks puffing a bit. His tail flicked lightly getting ready to get off the bed and go outside. Despite the rain Romano felt something was wrong. His ears perked as he walked out of the room and towards the back door, watching the rain pour down heavily. That's when he opened the door and slipped quietly outside. Immediately after Romano stepped out, he was soaked. It was raining cats and dogs. He let out an angry growl and ran towards the tomato fields, worry coursing through his eyes. Something was wrong, but he didn't know what it was. He was freezing. The rain sent shocks of cold through his legs but he didn't care. There was something wrong and he wanted to find out what it was. Spain saw Romano run out the door into the pouring rain. Something was wrong. He never does that. Despite Spain's shirtlessness, he ran out after Romano. 'I'm going to catch the flu this way!' he thought.
"Lovi!" Spain called out into the rain. "Lovi!" he called out again, louder this time. "Damn..." he said as my vision blurred. Spain shook his head to try to clear his sight. Not working. He continued to run forward until he slipped on the mud, then Spain fell flat on his face. 'Ow, that hurt...' Spain thought wincing slightly. He pushed himself up. It was way too warm out here. He tried to stand up, but fell again. 'Great... I must have a really bad fever...' Spain thought wearily. He just barely saw Romano running into the tomato field before his vision faded.
Romano's ears perked as he heard his name get called. He turned his head and watched as Spain fell. The second time, he didn't get back up. Romano's ears pinned to the back of his head. "España?" he called out. "Antonio?!" he yelped when Spain didn't answer back. Romano's amber eyes widened and he took off towards the Spaniard laying in the mud. "Spain!" Romano started to shake Spain's shoulder. He couldn't move him. He wasn't that strong. Tears began to bead at the corners of his eyes as he tried desperately to move him.
Me: HA! And I leave you loyal readers with the dreaded CLIFFHANGER! *dodges sharp objects that are being thrown* DON'T HURT ME! *runs away*