Romano sighed as he sat on the couch. It had been a month since Vicente Amador Carriedo was born. Romano? He couldn't bring himself to even be in the same room as the child. At the moment Spain was talking to Italy and Germany in the Kitchen. Spain had went as far as to sleeping in the baby's room. That's how bad it got. They never talked any more. If they do it was a 'Hi' Or 'Bye' Or 'Night.' Only one word was really ever said. Spain took the baby every were with him. He couldn't leave it with Romano.

Romano hid under the blanket on the couch as he watched the black screen of the TV. That's what it was like any more. Little talk's. No mood what so ever. No sex. Not even sleeping in the same bed. Romano was pushing Spain away. He was pushing him away because he was scared. If he got close to Spain then he would get close to the baby. Romano covered his face with the blanket and closed his eyes. Ever since the baby was born he couldn't touch it. Hold it. Say any thing to it. Or even look at it.

He no longer talked to Spain. Spain always had the baby with him. When he came into the room he had to make sure the baby was asleep in it's crib so it wouldn't start crying and make Romano have a brake down. At the second that's why Romano was hiding. The baby was crying and wouldn't stop. Its been like this for day's. Ever since the baby turned a mouth old. It just wouldn't stop crying. Day, night it didn't matter. It always cried. Romano couldn't take it. Not any more. He felt broken. Lost. Hurt. He had no one to run and cry too.

"Romano?" Italy asked softly. Romano moved the blanket away from his face and came face to face with his brother. Italy gave him a smile and Romano sat up a bit.

"What?" Romano asked softly. Italy sat up next to him and laughed lightly.

"Let's go back to Rome for a while. Were stay in our old house and just relax. Make thing's like they use to be!" Italy gave a bright smile and Romano looked down.

"I'm sorry Feli. I don't want to go to Rome." Romano said. Italy frowned and that's when Germany came in.

"Alright. Time for my plan." he stated. Romano looked up and Germany tossed him over his shoulder. Romano's eyes went wide and he looked back to see Italy look away with a frown.

"What the hell! Let me down! You son of a bitch!" Romano yelled. Germany took Romano into the baby's room and sat him on the ground. Romano turned back in time to see Spain shut the door. That's when the sound got to him. The baby was there. In the room. With him and Germany. Crying. Romano covered his ear's and shut his eyes. The baby was so loud. It's crying was almost bringing Romano to his knees. He couldn't take it any more. It hurt him to hear the baby cry. He wanted to make it stop. He wanted it all to stop. He wanted Spain back. He didn't want it. That baby was nothing to him!

Romano fell back and sat on the floor as the thought's entered his mind. He started to fear even his own mind. The thought's he got wore horrible. He thought he was a monster. He thought of something like that. To kill a baby. A one mouth old baby that only want's its mother? Romano felt sick. He was sick. He knew he was sick. His mind wasn't right. He wasn't right. Thinking about killing his own son? He's a monster. Romano sat on the floor looking between his legs to the white rug. He kept his ear's covered and his eyes went wide. He was a monster. The thought's. The thing's he dreamed. He was the worst person ever. This wasn't him. this was not Romano. He let this thing take him over. Before Romano wouldn't let any one or any thing touch him. He wouldn't let any thing get in his way. Were was that Romano at? He was gone. Romano was mad. Mad at himself. He let something win. He didn't want that. Romano slowly got to his feet and closed his eyes. He wasn't going to lose to this. He wasn't going to let this demon win. That's not Romano. That's not the Romano every one know's. Romano is a fighter. He would never hurt any child. Romano walked over slowly. He was going to win. He wouldn't let the darkness take him. Not away from what he worked for. He worked hard to have a kid. He went though to much to give in.

"Romano?" Germany asked. Romano stud at the end of the crib looking over the bar's down to the baby. Germany was ready. If Romano tried to hurt the baby. He was going to stop him. Romano just stared down at the baby and the baby looked up to him. Romano never noticed how much the baby looked like Spain. The dark skin, the dark tan it had, It had Romano's eyes though. Romano looked down and the baby looked up. They were almost talking with there eyes. Romano didn't move. The baby reached up slowly and Romano reached into the crib. The baby blinked and looked up. As if it knew what was going on. Romano touched it's hand and drew back right away. The baby didn't move. It felt like a spark was there. Romano tried again. He reached back and stopped just an inch away. He closed his eyes and moved a bit more. He took the baby's hand lightly and opened his eyes. The baby smiled and Romano felt it. It was an odd feeling but he felt the baby. Romano softly picked the baby up and held it softly in his arm's. The baby giggled and Romano let a small smile come to his face.

"He's my baby?" Romano asked. He looked down and bounced the baby in his arm's a bit. Tear's came to his eyes and he felt his heart thump. He felt it. He felt how much he loved the baby. He loved it with all his heart. He didn't want to let it go. Romano moved it and cuddled with it. The baby giggled a bit as Romano hugged it. He couldn't believe it. All that time he was scared and now he was here. Holding his son. His only child. his first born. Romano held the baby in his arm's again and smiled a bit more.

"Vicente. My son. My baby." Romano had tear's start running down his face. He couldn't help it. He fell in love. His son was every thing to him. Two arm's wrapped around Romano's waist and he looked back a bit to see Spain's smiling face.

"Welcome back Romano." Spain smiled. Romano turned around in Spain's arm's and looked down to his son.

"He's our son." Romano stated. Spain nodded and pulled back a bit. He wiped Romano's eyes and smiled.

"Yes. He's our son. Our pride and our Joy. He's our's." Spain stated. Romano nodded and looked up.

"I know. I feel so stupid. Why would I think that. I was so scared. I locked it all a way and now... I love him. So much. He came from me." Romano laughed lightly.

"Romano. He's a fighter just like you." Spain smiled. He moved Romano closer and kissed him. Romano kissed him right back. It had been such a long time since they kissed. That spark was there. That amazing spark that Romano use to crave every night. He never felt it for such a long time and it was back. It was like something had been added into the mix.

"Spain?" Romano asked softly. Spain looked at him a bit confused.

"Si?" Spain asked. Romano smirked and kissed Spain a bit rougher.

"I've missed you way to much you son of a bitch." Romano laughed lightly and Spain took the baby from Romano. He handed it off to Italy and wrapped his arm's around Romano's waist. He dipped Romano down and smirked.

"I love you so much Romano. Don't you ever forget that again." Spain smiled. Romano nodded and looked up.

"Shut the fuck up and kiss me bitch." Romano stated. He put his arm's around Spain's neck and Spain pulled him into a kiss.

"Now that's the Romano that I love." Spain laughed. Romano smirked and kissed him again.

"What did we agree on again? Two?" Romano asked. Spain looked lost for a second then smiled.

"Two." Spain agreed. Romano was placed back on his feet and looked up to Spain.

"Let's wait a bit. Maybe three month's?" Romano asked. Spain nodded.

"I agree." Spain stated. They kissed once again and Italy looked to Germany.

"Three month's for what?" he asked. Germany looked at Italy and patted his head.

"You don't want to know Italy." Germany stated. Italy only smiled and went back to playing with the baby.


(Oh goodness. Ok guy's a second long chapter. I hope I didn't let you guy's down.)

Italy: Nope I'm happy!

Romano: I'm not.. I looked weak in this chapter.

(Romano you don't have to always be strong!)

Romano: What ever.

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Italy: She love's you all!

(Yes I do!)

Romano: She own's nothing...

(Right! Mistress Duck out my little ducking's!)